Poor Lucille she was standing still In front of the mirror Ugly, feeling lonely, pray to GOD "Oh GOD if only I was slim" Poor Lucille she was feeling ill In front of the mirror Self-control the anguish, throw it up again lets vanish into slim A stone off her body is a weight off her mind She needs to be perfect I say perfectly blind And out of her senses She is feeling all right This skinny little lady With all knuckles so white Poor Lucille had to pay the bill For being destructive The clock was ticking fast, she felt her body growing vast. "Please make me slim"! All she ever needed Now did somebody care? Poor Lucille thought she had her fill In front of the mirror With nothing left to loose she fainted Smashed the floor and all got painted red My Oh My I say Lucille Good-bye A stone off her body is a weight off her mind She needs to be perfect I say perfectly blind And out of her senses She is feeling alright This skinny little lady With all knuckles so white Lucille she’s reading in the magazines "Rich, Beauty & Fame" Here this tiny little skinny teen can learn to win a name Just take a look at the tabloid shots The female stars loosing stones Oh Mrs Kidman she is looking hot As hot as a bag of bones! It´ s not about common sense It’s not about the power of will You better talk about her brilliant defence She doesn’t even know she’s ill Stay in control, increasing the rush Food controls her pain She feels ALIVE hear the flush Something is so strange in her brain No one can touch her No one gets in No one will reach her No one gets in Don't know how to understand Don’t know if I will Be a good Dad and comprehend the mind of my Poor Lucille I’ve told her so many times before I gave her my piece of advice Now did I talk to receptive ears? And who’s gonna pay the price Don't know how to understand Don’t know if I will Be a good Dad and comprehend the mind of my Poor Lucille I ´ve told her so many times before I gave her my piece of advice Now did I talk to receptive ears? Who’s gonna pay the price Dads Deutsche Food Exersise Eat Chew Swallow Keep it Eat Chew Swallow Keep it Poor Lucille she was standing still In front of the mirror Out of her senses And she’s feeling all right Poor Lucille always feeling ill In front of the mirror A stone of her body Is a weight of her mind Gathered at the emergency ward A room so full of tears Her body will not take no more Her eyes.. It´s not so clear The Doctor came and said" I’m sorry What more can I do? It’s sad and painful for you all I really feel for you!" At first... so empty, Is it real? But the pressure will grow strong And reach this limit You’ll ask yourself When did we do so wrong? You will never understand the reason for this pain Who to blame Who’s the fault The questions will remain Poor Lucille died for real In front of the mirror Poor Lucille died for real In front of the mirror.....