Lyrics: Meet Me At The Mannequin Gallery

The secretary
Said the prices vary
To cast in one’s image
So I made the pilgrimage

Meet me at the mannequin gallery

She told me a story
About the model lady
Whose features were subtle
She wanted her own model

Meet me at the mannequin gallery

The story continued
The secretary enthused
How making the model’s model
Gave her staff trouble:

Meet me at the mannequin gallery

“You see, she had no features
Her face was smooth and clear
So it was very difficult
To sculpt an accurate result”

Meet me at the mannequin gallery

“But that is why we
Think some people have beauty”
Said the secretary
“At least this is my theory”

Meet me at the mannequin gallery

“Because they are featureless
Anyway, it caused us some stress
And we charged her according
To the time that was put in”

Meet me at the mannequin gallery

Then I wandered the warehouse
Among the hundreds of models
And the fiberglass aroma
Out there in Pacoima

Meet me at the mannequin gallery