High Fashion


She colours her hair to match the clothes she wears
No lipstick on her teeth, she's squeaky clean
I love the way she cries when her latest guy
Goes runnin' out the door,
She says baby come home I won't hurt you no more

And she's the height of fashion
She doesn't know much about what tomorrow brings
A plastic soul wrapped in plastic string
She's the height of fashion
Drinkin' bottled water in the middle of a clean clear spring
A plastic soul wrapped in plastic string

She smiled ast me, just the other day
All silicon and vinyl, headin' my way
She said I won't stay long if you know what I mean
And I love the way she answers her phone,
Sayin' I can't talk now I'm not at home
Lycra and leather gonna live forever

And she's the height of fashion
She doesn't know much about what tomorrow brings
A plastic soul wrapped in plastic string
She's the height of fashion
Drinkin' bottled water in the middle of a clean clear spring
A plastic soul wrapped in plastic string

She thinks that fashion is a natural high,
Like usin' chemicals to teach herself how to fly
And she's never had to look at reality
She doesn't want to admit the truth
She manipulates the data, puts herself in the best light
Takin' others out of the spotlight

And she's the height of fashion
She doesn't know much about what tomorrow brings
A plastic soul wrapped in plastic string
She's the height of fashion
Drinkin' bottled water in the middle of a clean clear spring
A plastic soul wrapped in plastic string

Lyrics


Locked Down (The Badass Rats)
High Fashion
Get With It
I Told Billy
On The Road
The First Revolution
She Crawls In Through The Window
Babydoll
Hey There (Pretty Girl)
Naked By Lamplight

Text August C. Bourré Version 2.0