chipped pink polish if you were an instrument you would vibrate this way and that way swinging and singing I don't care what they say you will always be a classic you will always have that simple beauty a ballerina posesses gliding gracefully like wooden furnature simple and pretty a little girl in a pink dress laughing you will always come up roses no matter how punk your hairstyle gets you will point your toes and smile modestly bowing meekly no matter how punk your hairstyle gets <--- back * home * next --->