From the recording Down With the Ship
My friend Mose Hayward wrote and performed a comedic monologue about a young man who had successfully broken into the fashion model bizniz, and was using this fact to attempt to inspire jealousy and regret in an old love interest. By the end of the monologue, Mr. Hayward had taken off his shirt, and was dancing around the stage chanting “Uh uh! Fashion model! Uh uh! Superstar!” I wanted to preserve the moment. I don’t know if I fully did it justice, but Mr. Hayward doesn’t like my music anyway, so who cares?! Goddammit!
Lyrics
Oh oh, fashion model. Oh oh, superstar. Don’t you want my sexy sex? Don’t you want my sex, baby? Don’t you want my sexy sex? Don’t you? Don’t you? I know you do cuz I’m a… Oh oh, fashion model. Oh oh, superstar. Look at me baby, well look at me honey. You could’a had me, back when you knew me. I said, look at me baby, look at me honey. You could’a had me, back before I was such a… Oh oh, fashion model. Oh oh, superstar. Fashion model/superstar. Well I’m a superstar.