Song: Fashion
Artist: Rogue Traders
Album: Here Come The Drums (2005)
LYRICS
Fashion is the only cure,
it always leaves you wanting more.
Fashion people know the score -
ah fashion!
(I'm just a slave to it all)
Walking down the street feeling like she is complete,
she's got her Gucci, Prada, Louis, Saba - isn't that neat?
She thinks that everyone is looking as she's passing them by
and everything looks better with heels three inches high!
Fashion! Step back!
Every street's a catwalk when you're looking like that.
(Chorus)
I'm just a slave to it all.
Get rich, stay kitsch, give me another hit!
I'm just a slave to it all.
Couture, some more, fashion's the only cure!
Walking down the street with her new man no-one's seen,
she's laughing, joking, smiling hoping everyone sees.
She's got the perfect guy to match her image alright.
She loves it when she sees the girls have envious eyes.
Fashion! Step back!
Every street's a catwalk when you're looking like that.
Fashion! It's so cool!
When life is like a video and magazine shoot.
(Chorus)
Fashion is the only cure,
it always leaves you wanting more.
Fashion people know the score -
ah fashion!
(Chorus)
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