If she combs her hair, I don't know
If she uses makeup, I don't know
If that woman is vain, I do not know
I do not know, I don't know
Come tell me that you're going to a beauty salon
To get a permanent, a massage, a rinse
Reflexology and other little things
Baby, you don't need a beauty salon
There's less beauty in a beauty salon
You have way more beauty than any beauty in any salon
Old world, decadent world
It still hasn't learned to admire beauty
The true beauty
The beauty that sets the table
And lies down in bed
The beauty of the one who eats
The beauty of the one who loves
The beauty of the mistake
Of the screw-up
Of the imperfection
Gorgeous, gorgeous like Linda Evangelista
Beautiful, beautiful like Isabelle Adjani
Hey, lovely dark lady—hey, lovely dark lady,
Who made you attractive
You're more beautiful than a rose
Doing nothing but leaning out the window