Rehab Barbie - Radon

When I got on to the plane

Everyone was looking at me

Like I hope you’re not sitting there

It was of course my seat

And I was destined to meet

The girl with the streak in her hair

Rehab Barbie

Rehab Barbie

You’re hiding under the blanket

Come on out now and face it

You’re scared of flying

But you’re reaching out with your eyes closed

I said, «How do you handle the hangover?»

She said, «I haven’t been hungover

Because I haven’t been sober

In weeks and months and years.»

And you reek of

(a little liar, a little liar)

And you streaked your hair

(a little liar, a little liar)

And you lied to get some fillangia

(a little liar, a little liar)

And we’re flying over Atlanta

Rehab Barbie

They took away all your credit

But you know how you can get it

Your father’s dying of cancer

Your intervention’s the answer

You’ll say that you don’t really need it

You’re a lie, you’re a lie to tell the truth

And you reek of fair

(everyone was already sick of you)

And you streaked your hair

(everyone)

And you’re flying over Atlanta

(everyone was already sick of you)

To your little bottle in Atlanta

Rehab Barbie

(little liar, little little liar

Little little lie, little lie)

You never knew it, but you made me leave

You reached that bottle, and you got to get away

Got to get away

Rehab Barbie

Little balls of fillangia

Are flying over Atlanta

You drank three straight and you passed out

Like mother’s milk to a baby

You haven’t been hungover

Because you haven’t been sober

How does that now scare you?

They’re toting you around

Like a weekend at Bernie

(little liar, little liar

Little lie, little lie)