She's got nice lips, a seductive smile
  She's still as thin as a beanpole,
  with a little less class, but a little more style
  And she spends all her time trying not to hear you
  What she doesn't want to know
  Don't wanna know
  
  And there's Kellogg's in the cupboard
  She takes a heart down from off the shelf
  She passes by the mirror
  She doesn't like to look at herself
  Cause she'd rather lose touch with reality
  than lose her fantasy
  Her fantasy
  
  And her smile is as faded as a used pair of jeans
  And her heart is frayed around the edges
  she's comin' undone at the seams
  
  And it's her last chance to make a statement
  It's her last (note/No I've recieved?)
  
  She's a 501 beauty queen
  
  And there's flowers on the table
  she's lovely, she's lovely not
  But circles only make the hunger grow
  so she goes out a lot
  she's out there just a runnin around
  Trying to make up some lost time
  Lost time
  
  And she sits down for a social call
  Like a princess she puffs on a cigarette
  beauty is all threadbare now
  But she's never gonna let them forget
  Casue my how she looked smashing in her gold lame tank top
  With the fancy beadwork on front
  The beadwork's on front
  
  But her smile is as faded as a used pair of jeans
  And her heart is frayed around the edges
  comin' undone at the seams
  And it's her last chance to make a statement
  It's her last (note/No I've recieved/I percieve?)
  
  She's a 501 beauty queen
  
  And a voice chimes like a bell in the night
  that just don't know when to quit
  She used to have more options
  Now she wishes that she'd already picked
  wishes she couldn't remember
  all those things she'll never forget
  Never forget.
  
  And the lines they all go deeper than the days of her youth
  She flirts and lies and always denies what to her is no longer of any
  use
  
  But it's not because she hates what she doesn't understand
  She just don't understand
  
  And her fire? is as faded as a used pair of jeans
  her heart is frayed around the edges
  She's comin' undone at the seams
  And it's her last chance to make a statement
  It's her last (note/No? I've receive?/at the seat?)
  She's a 501 beauty queen