Post-Modern Sleaze

She looks ahead She paints her toenails red She's wet and wild A typical 90's child She makes every move they make She takes everything they take She must be a Thelma or Louise She must be a post-modern sleaze Unscrew the wine She'll throw a party a line Stories extreme She's such a drama queen Cries through the night She choked on Marlboro lights Pure charm and grace She hates her pretty face She makes every move they make She takes everything they take She must be a Thelma or Louise She must be a post-modern sleaze Straw spun from gold She craves a tortured soul All doom and gloom She plays an open wound She takes everything they steal She fakes every pain they feel She must be a Thelma or Louise She must be a post-modern tease