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 In Santa Monica,  the wintertime,
  lazy streets so undemanding
  walk into the crowd
 In Santa Monica, you get your  from
 The coolest places on  promenade
  people dress just so
 Beauty  unavoidable, everywhere you turn
 It's there.
 I sit and wonder what am I doing 
 
 But on the telephone line  am anyone
 I am anything I want to 
 I could  a super model or Norman Mailer
 And you wouldn't know the 
 Or would you?
 
 In Santa Monica, all the people got  names
 Like  or Mandy
 And modern bodies 
  Santa Monica, on the boulevard,
 You'll have to dodge those in-line 
 Or they'll knock you 
 I never felt  lonely,
 Never felt so  of place
 I never wanted  more than this
 
 But on the telephone  I am anyone
 I am anything I want  be
 I could be a super model  Norman Mailer
 And you wouldn't  the difference
 On the  line, I am any height
  am any age I want to be
 I could be a caped crusader, or  invader
 And  wouldn't know the difference
 Or would you?
 
 Or would you?
 
 But on the telephone line I am 
 I am anything I  to be
 I could be  super model or Norman Mailer
 And you wouldn't  the difference
 On the telephone line,  am any height
 I am  age I want to be
  could be a caped crusader, or space invader
 And you wouldn't know  difference
 Or would you?