Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons
Gene Simmons
Spent your money on silicone honey (ooh)
(Ooh) You're somebody beautiful, look at yourself
(Ooh) You're somebody beautiful, like nobody else
Hey, put on those fake eyelashes
Wax away the old mustache
You're six foot four in six-inch heels
A cupid tattoo behind your ear
You're an ingenue
In the full-length mirror
A tight black dress, all the right moves
From your long blonde tresses to your sequined shoes
(Ooh) You're somebody beautiful, look at yourself
You're somebody beautiful
(You're somebody beautiful) like nobody else
You're somebody beautiful
(You're somebody beautiful) look at yourself
You're somebody beautiful
(You're somebody beautiful)
Downtown on Saturday night
They happen to catch you in the light
You'd like to dance but they want you to fight
They could never understand what it's like
To reach the age of twenty three
Knowing what you are, you're not supposed to be
Spent your money on silicone honey (ooh)
Made up your mind for the very first time
(Ooh) You're somebody beautiful, look at yourself
You're somebody beautiful
(You're somebody beautiful) like nobody else
You're somebody beautiful
(You're somebody beautiful)
Like a Hollywood legend or a rock and roll star
What you are is what you are
Standing there naked in the mirror's embrace
You say, "This is my body, this is my face."
Spent your money on silicone honey (ooh)
(Ooh) You're somebody beautiful, look at yourself
You're somebody beautiful
(You're somebody beautiful) like nobody else
You're somebody beautiful
(You're somebody beautiful) look at yourself
You're somebody beautiful
(You're somebody beautiful)
Beautiful was written by Mark Addison.
Beautiful was produced by Gene Simmons.
Gene Simmons released Beautiful on Tue Jun 08 2004.
“this was one of those story songs, the lyrics killed me. It had this kind of pan-sexual, ‘Lola’ (The Kinks) flavor to it, and also a kind of pathos. He’s a poor guy, who’s six foot four in his six-inch heels, a cupid tattoo behind his ear, ‘spends all his money on silicone honey,’ those lyrics are...