Look to the hills -- now look at my face

Do you notice my eyes -- are they in the right place?



There's a Mantovani backdrop -- to pucker-up a tummy tuck

A voice soft as lint -- mashed up with shades of pink



You can hide your genetics under drastic cosmetics

But this chameleon magic is renowned to be tragic



Look to the hills -- now look at my face

Do you notice my eyes -- are they in the right place