I'm just a backwoods Barbie, too much makeup, too much hair. Don't be fooled by thinkin' that the goods are not all there. I grew up poor and ragged, just a simple country girl. I wanted to be pretty more than anything in the world, Like Barbie or the

Only pain, all in vain Since day one you try your best To get what you need the most The solution is you, becoming a god The day you get to the point All illusions are lost The problem is you, becoming so cold Just wanted to be good Just wanted to be gold