Example - Oh Marie lyrics

At the age of seventeen Marie was squeaky clean Never seen the likes of before dream queen of the fashion scene and by that I mean that was what she saw in her head in reality all she had in life was a supermarket salary a calorie obsession, profession was a riot She possessed the physicality Vanity, above all else the derrière that in anything she wear men all stare at the premiere And with a bust on her bum she was gullible too she would trust anyone just like some of us do Her downfall, out on the town ol' brow the unconfident, look at her crown fall Enter raw villain, he's a Bob Dylan look-alike crooked type, tells young Marie he been watching her that he's a photographer can he take some shots of her incredible face back at his place maybe later she travels back to his place it's a disgrace, left the safety of her friends You're pervert, then she takes off her shirt and as he snaps away she goes: Ahh ahh aw oh ah ow, ahh ahh aw oh ah ow, ahh ahh aw oh ah ow, ahh ahh aw oh, ahh ahh aw oh… It's pretty clear that this dude with the camera is having her mistaken for a mug, but Marie won't pull the plug He says; “Your breasts are magnificent” Signs of looking sinister administers force and then he takes away her innocence Whispers in her ear that if she doesn't tell a soul that the rock 'n' roll lies for the taking star in the making who get a front cover if she seeks it what just happened there, she gotta keep it a secret Marie looks blank and then agrees drops to her knees like some sorted appraisal then he forces dust up her nasal orifice proper little horror fest Marie is in a sorry mess Three days later, Marie has got her tits out then her other bits out, labeled with the s*ut tag This ain't pay tree, this is top-shelf smack mag as he snaps away he says: “Darling, can you please say…” Ahh ahh aw oh ah ow, ahh ahh aw oh ah ow, ahh ahh aw oh ah ow, ahh ahh aw oh, ahh ahh aw oh… Marie couldn't have been less other pretty princess acting like a rabbit of her p**n the she'd grab it just to pay for her habit that she never ever wanted Packets of tablets, skulkers of her features nothing that her mother could solve or now her teachers Should've been alive on the catwalk instead she coming out with skank-talk developed a sad-walk The only time she laughed was is for a triple X movie smile juvenile, money-shot, funny walk happened to her next was bizarre I mean funny as in strange, not Ha-Ha In her bar like a hooker type Marie looked up and saw the Bob Dylan look-alike up she stepped, like a possessed little she-devil far from level-headed, she dreaded the sight of him Followed him home and through the backdoor saw him sleeping in his bed, she set fire to his residence Ahh ahh aw oh ah ow, ahh ahh aw oh ah ow, ahh ahh aw oh ah ow, ahh ahh aw oh, ahh ahh aw oh… The latest fashion, a crime of pa**ion… You like to me loved