(Hum to a slowish type of tune)
(Four seconds to read the first line in the speed I'm imaging it.)

Styrofoam faces, all over the board walk.
Touch them and they fall to pieces.
Surgically crafted, highlighted with chalk.
From aunts, to mothers, to sisters, to nieces.

Surgery rules our everyday lives.
What's nice and pretty,
what to hate, to despise.
The TV box is just full of lies.
What do you want to see in your wives?

My nose is too nosy! After chemo, I'll need a wig.
Does this dress make my ass look too big?

No honey, your nose is fine and I don't worry about my hairline.
And that dress is just fine, don't worry. It I can dig.
It's your ass that makes your ass look too big.