Wake up, break up, step out of your dream
Never gonna get my loving, life's not what it seems
Claming she's from Hollywood
But she's a southern girl
Trying to make a living
In a mad and crazy world
Money's all that matters
In her narrow mind
Once you start to talk to her
She's of the simple kind
Oh you pretty thing - you're superficial
Oh you pretty thing - born artificial
Chorus
Wake up, break up, step out of your dream
Never gonna get my loving, life's not what it seems
You better wake up, break up, got to get a life
Never gonna get my loving, 'cause you can't make it right
Waiting in the hotel lobby
Hanging at the bar
Checking out the V.I.P.'s
Pretending she's a star
Girl, you're looking good to me
But looks ain't everything
You won't get my sympathy
Nor my diamond ring
Oh you pretty thing - you're superficial
Oh you pretty thing - born artificial
Chorus
Oh you pretty thing - you're superficial
Oh you pretty thing - born artificial
Writer(s): Quincy Jones, Dijon Mcfarlane, Mikely Wilhelm Adam, James Ingram
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