Bombshell - Lorrie Morgan

Well, I finally worked my way up the ladder

Got a whole lot of money but that don’t matter

'Cause spring has sprung and we all know what that means

Yeah, bathing suit season’s creepin' up like an assassin

Can’t help but wonder how I’m gonna fit my

Ask me not what I’m gonna do

It appears to be goin' downhill

And that’s hard on a bombshell

Yeah, it used to be fun layin' in the sun

In that little bikini of mine

But now my idea of letting it all hang out

Sure has changed with time

And that’s hard on a bombshell

They say real beauty comes from within

But I’m stuck with no lovers and a whole lot of friends

Who say my personality is a perfect ten

I used to get up and just wash my face

But now it’s 75 bucks for a dermabrasion

Oh, woe is me it’s hard on a bombshell

It’s hard on a bombshell

I used to look cool perched up on a stool

With all the boys flockin' around

But now I’m a sucker for a honk from a trucker

Lord, I’ve learned to love that sound

And that’s hard on a bombshell

Hard on a bombshell

Oooh, it’s hard on a bombshell