Supermodel

Cast

• Mike Karg
• Nadja Schildknecht
• Janine Rohner
• Andrea Bolzli
• Stefanie Thommen
• Imogen Macpherson
• Andrea Franz-Johnson
• Maja Hatibovic
• Radha Binder
• Angela Melo Ramirez
• Tiffany Kappeler
• Sabina Diethelm
• Jesica Martinez
• Bianca Bauer
• Sara Keller
• Anja Reolon

• Season 1
• Episode 1: (#1.1)
  Switzerland:6 November 2007...
• Episode 2: (#1.2)
  Switzerland:13 November 2007...
• Episode 3: (#1.3)
  Switzerland:20 November 2007...
• Episode 4: (#1.4)
  Switzerland:27 November 2007...
• Episode 5: (#1.5)
  Switzerland:4 December 2007...
• Episode 6: (#1.6)
  Switzerland:11 December 2007...
• Episode 7: (#1.7)
  Switzerland:18 December 2007...
• Episode 8: (#1.8)
  Switzerland:25 December 2007...
• Season 2
• Episode 1: (#2.1)
  Switzerland:30 September 2008...
• Episode 2: (#2.2)
  Switzerland:7 October 2008...
• Episode 3: (#2.3)
  Switzerland:14 October 2008...
• Episode 4: (#2.4)
  Switzerland:21 October 2008...
• Episode 5: (#2.5)
  Switzerland:28 October 2008...
• Episode 6: (#2.6)
  Switzerland:4 November 2008...
• Episode 7: (#2.7)
  Switzerland:11 November 2008...
• Episode 8: (#2.8)
  Switzerland:18 November 2008...

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Supermodel - Mariah Carey
• Supermodel - Juliana Hatfield
• Supermodel - Presidents of the United States of America
• Supermodel - The Presidents Of The United States Of America
• Supermodel - Taylor Dayne
• Supermodel - Jill Sobule
• Supermodel - RuPaul
• Supermodel - Bran Van 3000
• Supermodel - Tom Helsen
• Supermodel - Bambee
• Supermodel - Deen
• Supermodel - Soulmotor
• Supermodel - V-Factory
• Supermodel - Sara
• Supermodel - Same Same

You betta work.
CHORUS
You betta work! [cova gurl]
Work it gurl! [give a twirl]
Do your thing . . . On the runway.
Work! [superfly]
You betta work it gurl. [round tha world]
Wetcha lips and make love to the camera.
Work! [turn to the left]
Work! [now turn to the right]
Work! [sashe shante] x2
VERSE 1
It don't matta whatchu wear.
No checkin' yaself in the mirror.
It don't matta whatchu do.
Everything looks good on you.
*techno voice [supermodel]
CHORUS
I see your future everywhere.
Million dolla deriaire.
And when you walk into the room . . .
You've got everybody's eyes' on you.
*techno voice [supermodel]
Linda [work mama]
Naomia [she is fierce]
Christi [foxy lady]
Cindy [I can feel it]
Claudia [serial girl]
Nicki [work the runway sweety]
"I have one thing too say: shashe, shante, shante, shante,
shante, shante, shante." x2
Whoo
Repeat Verse 1
Repeat Chorus
You betta work, work, work - supermodel
You betta work, work, work.

The highest paid piece of ass.
You know it's not gonna last.
Those magazines end up in the trash., yeah
What's the big idea, none of that stuff is even real.
Wanna know how they really feel, yeah
Five thousand dollars a day,
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.
Five thousand dollars a day,
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.
I came over as soon as she called.
'cause she's a living doll.
And she's famous for nothing at all., yeah
She's living life like a dream,
With a false sense of self-esteem.
I wish she'd trade places with me,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Five thousand dollars a day,
Is what they pay my baby
For her pretty face.
Five thousand dollars a day,
Is what my baby gets paid

Love child to Genghis Kahn
And a beautiful busty Amazon
On the Death Star with her godfather
Darth Vader... and nine months later
But that's impossible
Yeah, she's super-collosul
She'll make a fascinating fossil
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... not just a regular girl
She made of metal and a million miles high
Hair-do scrapin' the sky
Made it with the terminator
Schwarzennegger... 9 months later
But that's impossible
Yea, she's supercollosul
She'll make a fascinating fossil
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... not just a regular girl
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... oh yea...

Love child to Genghis Kahn
And a beautiful busty Amazon
On the Death Star with her godfather
Darth Vader... and nine months later
But that's impossible
Yeah, she's super-collosul
She'll make a fascinating fossil
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... not just a regular girl
She made of metal and a million miles high
Hair-do scrapin' the sky
Made it with the terminator
Schwarzennegger... 9 months later
But that's impossible
Yea, she's supercollosul
She'll make a fascinating fossil
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... not just a regular girl
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel... oh yea...
Supermodel...

You better work
You better work, cover girl
Work it girl, give a twirl
Do your thing on the runway
Work, supermodel
You better work it girl, all the world
Wet your lips yeah, and smile to the camera
Work, turn to the left
Work, now turn to the right
Work, sacher chanter
Work, turn to the left
Work, now turn to the right
Work, sacher chanter
And it don't matter what you wear
Doesn't matter what you wear
They're checking out your savior fair
Ooh, ooh, yeah
And it don't matta what you do
'Cause everything looks good on you
Supermodel
You better work, cover girl
Work it girl, give a twirl
Do your thing on the runway
Work, supermodel
You better work it girl, all the world
Wet your lips yeah, and smile to the camera
Work, turn to the left
Work, now turn to the right
Work, sacher chanter
Work, turn to the left
Work, now turn to the right
Work, sacher chanter
I see your picture everywhere
See your picture everywhere
A million dollar fairytale
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah
And when you walk into the room
You had everybody's eyes on you
Supermodel
Linda, work from Naomi, she is fierce
Christi, foxy lady out of sight
Cindy, I can feel it, Claudia, set on the cover
Nicki, work that runway sweetie
I have one thing to say, "Sacher chanter, chanter, chanter
Chanter, chanter, chanter"
I have one thing to say, "Sacher chanter, chanter, chanter
Chanter, chanter, chanter", whoo
And it don't matter what you wear
Doesn't matter what you wear
They're checking out your savior fair
Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah
And it don't matter what you do
Doesn't matter what you do
'Cause everything looks good on you
Supermodel
You better work, cover girl
Work it girl, give a twirl
Do your thing on the runway
Work, supermodel
You better work it girl, all the world
Wet your lips yeah, and smile to the camera
Work, turn to the left
Work, now turn to the right
Work, sacher chanter
Work, turn to the left
Work, now turn to the right
Work, sacher chanter
You better work
Oh yeah
Work
Come on there
Work
Give it up
Supermodel
Work, work, work

I don't care what my teachers say
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
Everyone is gonna dress like me, wait and see
When I'm a Supermodel
And my hair will shine like the sea
And everyone will wanna look just like me, me
Cause I'm young and I'm hip and so beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
I wish that I was like Tori Spelling
With a car like hers and a dad like hers
And I would show them how, how it was done
That'd be fun, that'd be fun
And I'd write my school report
on why I love my jeans, why I love my jeans
And open my locker door
It's the coolest thing that you've ever seen
Cause I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
(I didn't eat yesterday, and I'm not gonna eat today,
and I'm not gonna eat tomorrow - cause I'm gonna be a Supermodel)
So beautiful, beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful, beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful, beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel
Cause I'm young and I'm hip - so beautiful, beautiful
I'm gonna be a Supermodel

you better work ( cover girl )
work it girl ( give a twirl )
do your thing on the runway
work ( supermodel... )
you better work it, girl ( ...of the world )
wet your lips and make love to the camera
work, turn to the left
work, now turn to the right
work, sashay shante
it don’t matter what you wear
they’re checkin’ out your savior faire
and it don’t matter what you do
cause everything looks good on you ...supermodel
you better work ( cover girl )
work it girl ( give a twirl )
do your thing on the runway
work ( supermodel... )
you better work it, girl ( ...of the world )
wet your lips and make love to the camera
work, turn to the left
work, now turn to the right
work, sashay shante
i see your picture everywhere
a million dollar derriere
and when you walked in to the room
you had everybody’s eyes on you ...supermodel
linda=work mama ! naomi=she is fierce ! christy=foxy
lady out of sight
cindy=i can feel it ! claudia=sell the garment !
nikki=work the runway, sweetie
i have one thing to say, sashay shante, shante, shante,
shante
i have one thing to say, sashay shante, shante, shante,
shante

Ooh, look at all this company coming 'round tonight
Even Catherine O'Hara's come by to say hello
You really wanna know?
Well, I'll tell you, might have to pour myself
Another little moonshine, here we go
Was a sweet and frosty May
In the town of Thunder Bay
When Dale and Wendy Day
Went out to Sweet brush Lake
Found a weeping willow to sit down
And do the Thunder Bay a go-go
While the wind was real soft
Poor little Wendy just had to break
Later on that month, Dale went for Pepper lunch
At the 'We're All In This Together Diner'
Yeah, the pea soup was fine, the corn cob on time
Chili dog's even finer
The real reason was that Wendy was working counter
Two little kids just couldn't get enough of each other
Dale broke out like a man and said
"Wendy, I think I want to take your hand
And make little children, live beyond the sand"
"In respect to the clouds
And the colony of your eyes
That day we made love
I'm going to call my little child Amber Jones"
(Hey supermodel, set the rest of us free)
Which is exactly what happened
(There ain't no genie in the bottle or in that magazine)
Let me ask you one question and it goes
(Hey supermodel)
What's it like being pretty?
Now, everyone knows
That if you're going to run a successful cafe
You have to hire the prettiest waitress
Amber turns out had been working
At the Pepperlunch Café
Just like her mother did 20 years earlier
And it boils down to this very simple doctrine
Given by Ralph Habbasham, the owner
Ralph says the customer is always right
The customers here are mostly men
And though it don't seem
From table 2 to 16, all men do is dream
Of falling in love, just like women
Now watching from table 20 was a man from New York city
Who is most impressed with Amber's poses
He said, "Come over here, missy, I got a kind of proposition
That is, if you're willing to listen"
(Hey supermodel, set the rest of us free)
(There ain't no genie in the bottle or in that magazine)
Come with me
(Hey supermodel)
And she was just everywhere
I mean little girls wanted to be like her
Little boys wanted to be with her
And even mothers somehow altered their physique
Just to be a little close to what Amber represented
One day Amber, who likes the Sweetbrush diner
Where she used to work, really missed those coconut cake cucumbers
And made out with one giant missile on the top of her forehead
Poor little Amber couldn't do a thing about it
And her poor career went kinda downhill
As the people outside her hotel room penthouse cried out
Well, you know what they cried out
(Hey supermodel, set the rest of us free)
Sing along with me gals
(There ain't no genie in the bottle, or in that magazine)
(Hey supermodel)
What's it like being a teen dream?
Shackles, shackles, shackles on my heart
I loved you from the very first day, from the start
But you left, call it theft of the heart, bring me back the spark
Pretty girl, pretty princess, that is left
Bright lights in the glitter, the shine of the night, right
You dreamed of the city 'cause you dreamed of flight
But it's Timber, watch these trees that are falling
Pretty little princess with no one to call
It's a small town, now girl, it doesn't seem so small
First love, fifth grade, first kiss at the mall with me
Y'all, check it with the degrees, bring it back on the MIC
'Cause the man's on his knees
Small town ways in the G's from grade
Bring me back sunny days, we's that praise, haze
Y'all tripping through the maze everyday
In the mind want the grape from the vine that was mine
Come back, y'all, to the very first day that we met
'Cause I must call it theft, y'all
Protection and selection of my memories
Poet on the mic with degrees saying, please
Princess, y'all, my supermodel girl
Bring you back, pretty princess
'Cause I like to rock your world

My friend is just raving on and don't you ever worry
And I still won't believe you, won't believe you when you say
Nothing's wrong
This is no surprise, this is no surprise
And my friend's a supermodel
1.94 and maybe taller, right next to the winslows
and he knows just what it means, he knows just what it means
to be special
keep your mouth right open
leave'm hanging from a rope and
let them have you for a while
and I wanna see you naked
keep your clothes on and we'll fake it
and don't you ever worry for now
get yourself together because nothing ever happens to me
but it makes no difference no, and you can have the final word
but it makes no difference no, we'll just leave it there
and it's somebody else, over and out
It's somebody else, over and out
Keep your mouth wide open
Leave'm hanging from a rope and
Let them have you for a while
And I wanna see you naked,keep your clothes on and we'll fake it
And don't you ever worry for now
Get yourself together because nothing ever happens to me
Just like the ones you've seen and I will take you down with me
But it makes no difference no, it's over
It makes no difference no, it's over

I wanna be a supermodel, superstar
And posing on the covers
Here and near and far
I wanna go around the world
In diamonds and pearls
And make the boys fall apart
Remember how we used to dress like fools
Imagined how it was with loads to choose
I'm taking off in high-heels baby
London, Paris, New York-name it
I'm waking up in a bed of roses
Dreaming my day away
I wanna be a supermodel, superstar
And posing on the covers
Here and near and far
There is so much for the eyes in Candyland
So tell me what to do
Your wish is my command
I'm taking off in high-heels baby
London,Paris,New York-name it
I'm waking up in a bed of roses
Dreaming my day away
I wanna be a supermodel, superstar
And posing on the covers
Here and near and far
I wanna be a supermodel, superstar
And posing on the covers
Here and near and far
I wanna be a supermodel, superstar
And posing on the covers
Here and near and far
I wanna be a supermodel, superstar
And posing on the covers

Reci jesi li sretna sad
Što napustila si ovaj grad
Imaš Ii što si sanjala sve
Ili ne
Paris, New York sve lagano
Onda London i Milano
Na svjetske piste te zovu svi
Žališ li
SUPERMODEL SI SAD
SVE TI DAJU
AL' LJEPOTA I SJAJ
KRATKO TRAJU
SUPERMODEL IZ SNA
I SVATKOTE ZNA
Svi parfemi i nakiti
Neæe istinu sakriti
Za svjetske piste te traže svi
A tužna si
SUPERMODEL SI SAD…
Sad si najbolja
Žele te
Svi te imaju
Dijele te
Srce prodala svoje si
Plaèeš li
SUPERMODEL SI SAD
SVE TI DAJU
AL' LJEPOTA I SJAJ
KRATKO TRAJU
SUPERMODEL IZ SNA

I've got the finest dress
I've got the cutest smile
I've got the look
I've got the picture perfect style
I've got those pin-up curves
I've got the attitude
I'm all the rage
I got million dollar moves
You wanna take me
You wanna make me
You wanna score me
You wanna whore me
You wanna see me
You wanna feel me
You wanna be just like me
I'm your supermodel
I've got that runway walk
I've got those bedroom eyes
I got it all
Super sexy super fine
You wanna take me
You wanna make me
You wanna score me
You wanna whore me
You wanna see me
You wanna feel me
You wanna be just like me
I'm your supermodel
I come to life in your wildest dreams
From the cover of a magazine
I'm everything that you want me to be
Yeah I'm your fantasy
You wanna take me
You wanna make me
You wanna score me
You wanna whore me
You wanna see me
You wanna feel me
You wanna be just like me
I'm your supermodel

There she goes once again
Off the chain with her bag
And swagger out of a scene, yeah
Doing shows, switching clothes
Striking poses for the hottest fashion magazines
Supermodel (super super)
Supermodel, yeah
Supermodel (super duper)
Supermodel, yeah
She's a ten-point hottie from her head to her toes
On the catwalk bouncing in the glamorous stroll
She's got, camera's following wherever she goes
She's a supermodel, supermodel
She is dressed in the best, nothing less
From the hot fashion hot good tour, yeah
Body shaped like a sculpture
Something like art from [? ]
Supermodel (super super)
Supermodel, yeah
Supermodel (super duper)
Supermodel, yeah
She's a ten-point hottie from her head to her toes
On the catwalk bouncing in the glamorous stroll
She's got, camera's following wherever she goes
She's a supermodel, supermodel
She's a dime, shining like a star
She is so electrical and so beautiful
So divine and the way she walks
Got me hypnotized, paralysed
She's a ten-point hottie from her head to her toes
On the catwalk bouncing in the glamorous stroll
She's got, camera's following wherever she goes
She's a supermodel, supermodel
She's a ten-point hottie from her head to her toes
On the catwalk bouncing in the glamorous stroll
She's got, camera's following wherever she goes

Jeden Morgen die selbe Frage
was sagt meine blöde Waage
sie sagt "Wie konntest du das tun, das ist ja wohl 'nen bißchen viel"
ich sag es dir ganz ehrlich es ist echt ein Trauerspiel
Ich steh vorm Spiegel und könnte kotzen
Ich seh schon all auf mein Pickel glotzen
wo kommst denn du auf einmal her, du hast mir gerade noch gefehlt
reicht's denn nicht dass ich mich fett fühl warum werd ich so gequält
muss das wirklich sein
ich fühl mich so klein
Dabei
wär ich so gern - ein Supermodel
ich wär so gern - ein Supermodel
ich würd so gern - ein Supermodel sein
das ich doch echt gemein
Ich bin am quetschen, ich bin am drücken
ich hab sie an, aber kann mich nicht mehr bücken
ich glaub mein Arsch ist nicht die Norm, dafür isser wohl zu fett
die Form ist ja ganz schön, doch eigentlich ist er doch ganz nett
Da treff ich Barbie, die sieht das anders
denn für sie ist das dann gleich ein guter Anlass
mir ein paar Sprüche reinzuhaun, sie fragt "was wiegst'n du jetzt so?"
Sie hat 5 Kilo runter, seitdem ist sie ja so froh
Muss das wirklich sein
ich fühl mich so klein

I'd say you were a supermodel
That don't matter I'd like to get to know you better
All day I'd wanna take your picture
I won't have to if I get to know you better
I'd like, like to get to know you better
I'd like, like to get to know you better
I'd like, like to get to know you better
I'd like, like to get to know you better
One way or another I will get to you
I hope you like me
What can I say to get you into my sweater ?