The Kid's A Looker
Words by Morrissey, Music by Boz Boorer

He can't dance or sing
He can't do anything
But what the hell?
The kid's a looker
Just add cash and stir
And there you are:
Another nonsense non-star.

There's no pretense
This kid is dense
But what the hell?
The kid's a looker
Just add cash and stir
And the crass consumers line up
Shoulder to shoulder.

Sometime through the night
The kid took his life
So very sad
However, do not call this number again
We're busy molding the face
of the kid's replacement.

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