Double, double toil and trouble,
My brain is seeping with all this rubble.
Remember to smile,
Stand up straight.
He'll only love you if you're great,
You'll never succeed with those yellow teeth,
Brush your hair, wash your face,
Manicure nails, iron jeans,
Pretend you know what all this means.
Speak clearly, be confident
Balance on those four-inch heels,
Even when you feel like you've been attacked by eels.

Double, double toil and trouble,
No man will love you if you have stubble.
Shave, wax, laser removal,
Soft and smooth is how you must be,
Dye your hair and change your face,
Pretend that you can erase the past,
And maybe then the happiness will last.
Straighten your hair,
Shine your shoes,
Pretend, like a robot, you never get the blues.
Remember his favorite book,
And, honey, you better know how to cook.
All in all, you must have the perfect look,
Cheat yourself to think it's worth it.
Remove those moles,
Go for a tan,
This is the only way you'll win a man.

His hands should fit around your waist
So chocolate you will never taste.

In the end,
Pretend you're happy,
Stand still look pretty.