Lyrics
She looks ahead
She paints her toenails red
She's wet and wild
A typical '90s child
She makes every move they make
She takes everything they take
She must be a Thelma or Louise
She must be a post-modern sleaze
Unscrew the wine
She'll throw a party line
Stories extreme
She's such a drama queen
She makes every move they make
She takes everything they take
She must be a Thelma or Louise
She must be a post-modern sleaze
She must be a Thelma or Louise
She must be a post-modern sleaze
Straw spun from gold
She craves a tortured soul
All doom and gloom
She plays an open wound
She takes every scene they steal
She fakes every pain they feel
She must be a Thelma or Louise
She must be a post-modern tease
She must be a Thelma or Louise (la-la-la-la-la)
She must be a post-modern sleaze (la-la-la-la-la)
She must be a Thelma or Louise (la-la-la-la-la)
She must be a post-modern tease
