She said she was 18 but she lied
'Cause I found out that she was 35
She knew that it was wrong, but still she led me on, woah, oh
And I was well aware, but still I didn't care, no, no

Bleached blonde hair and skinny jeans
A stare so rare like a beauty queen
I swear I saw her in a magazine

Thought it was her
Must have been her
Knew it was her from the magazines
That it was her
Yes it was her
Yes it was, yes it was, yes it was

Oh, we were rolling like a hurricane
I guess that it goes to show
The fortune nothing goes your way
If you just let go

People stare as we walk on by
Holding hands with a younger guy
But I don't care if she don't mind

Thought it was her
Must have been her
Knew it was her from the magazines
That it was her
Yes it was her
Yes it was, yes it was, yes