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Are my jeans clean enough
To hope
My photo in the magazines
Must see
Is my skirt short enough
To hope
br/>That show biz will open its doors to me
You have to see
You have to see chickens with all their teeth
To succeed
Like the little bird will get through it
You have to see, it's crazy what you get
For a smile
What we love you when we don't have to say anything
Cheese, I'm willing ( bis)
But if my jeans get dirty
Can I hope
That someone will talk about me in the newspaper
You have to see
If I fall and break teeth
Goodbye smile
How the little bird is going to get out of this
Cheese, I don't know (bis)
Does the frame become the center
Of our world
Rather than what we have in our stomachs
Must see
Of this journal with light pages
Others will make
A makeshift bed right in the heart
Of winter
Cheese, I know well (bis)
That the image is stronger
And takes up the whole page
The plumage pays off
More than our courage
Let the doors be closed to me
I prefer to use this language
Than to hold on to shut my mouth
A cheese
Too bad
Cheese, Cheese
The little bird flies away
The label comes off
And when the cat eats you
Smile...