Lift up your head. Wash off your mascara. Here, take my kleenex, Wipe that lipstick away. Show me your face, Clean as the mornin'. I know things were bad, But now they're ok.
Suddenly, Seymour, Is standing beside you. You don't need no make-up, Don't have to pretend. Suddenly, Seymour, Is here to provide you Sweet understanding. Seymour's your friend.
Nobody, ever, Treated me kindly. Daddy left early. Mama was poor. I need a man, and I'd Follow him blindly.