Pam

Ginger, God has made you

Such a pretty girl

Forget what they said

It's a woman's world

I can make you a household name

On the tips of the tongues

On the walls of the heads

Of the boys in the bedrooms

Making up names

For the stains on the sheets

And dreamin' of you

In their pants while they sleep

New hair, fresh tan makes you look fine

From the gym, to the beach

To the racks of the checkout line

To the racks of the checkout line

And she thought to herself

"Does he think I'm that dumb

In the same situation

What would Pam have done?"

Would she play along

Just to butter up the plot?

Would she let him take her home?

Would she whip off her top?

Would she let him get hard?

Take him halfway to bed?

Would she chop off his dick?

Or put a bullet in his head?

Would she sharpen up the bobby pins

And booby trap her hair?

Would she pound him?

Would she drown him?

Would she sneer?

Would she swear?

Motherfucker

Motherfucker

Motherfucker

Ginger, God has sent me

Oh, to bump you up

From the street to the presidential sweet

With a little bit of luck

We can make you the very first name

On the list of the honeys

Whom the very big stars

Chose to spend all their money

On the 20 million bean brat

Askin', "Who the hell is that?"

Bring her over let me show her

How I make 'em scream

Baby you're so good to me

And you're so much bigger

And better than you have to be

And better than you have to be

And she thought to herself

"Does he think I'm that dumb

In the same situation

What would Pam have done?"

Would she play along

Just to butter up the plot?

Would she let him take her home?

Would she whip off her top?

Would she let him get hard?

Take him halfway to bed?

Would she chop off his dick?

Or put a bullet in his head?

Would she sharpen up the bobby pins

And booby trap her hair?

Would she pound him?

Would she drown him?

Would she sneer?

Would she swear?

Motherfucker

Motherfucker

Motherfucker

Ginger, life's too short

To wait around

Forget what the other agents said

They'll only let you down

I can promise in a year from now

You'll be down with the tabloids

Turnin' away the old men

Hangin' with the brat boys

Hob-knobbing

With a late show guest

Gettin' paid big money

Just to show your breast

For a minute in a movie

Underneath low lighting

Along with a cheap cast

And piss poor writing

For right now

Let's you and I get naked

I can see you got a body

And I wanna see you shake it

And she thought to herself

"Does he think I'm that dumb

In the same situation

What would Pam have done?"