From the recording Hello Comrade!
Lyrics
You’re putting your makeup on
You’re playing your favorite song
You’re running a little late
Something is in the air
You’re trying on things to wear
You want to be Betty Page
You’re pretty now
Your wounded inner child
Would like to get a little wild
You’re planning out where to go
Everything’s in place
You can live on with that face
You can join the human race
You’re pretty now
You’re getting home it’s late
But still you sit and wait
For glory to arrive
You’re walking up the stairs
In your underwear
Into your teddy’s arms
You’re pretty now