Exxc - Fashion Weak Songtexte

I just can't cope
With the style of NY
London places me
In the end of the fork
But you still think it's nice

The streets of Berlin
Just make me sick
Think of Milano
Everbody is slick
You just can't compete

Fashion weak
You are so vain
Fashion weak
You are trash, baby
Yes, you are
You make me sick

From the catwalks
Out in LA
You go for
What in Paris people say
But something still missing

Shake shake shake
To the trumpet
Throught the magazine
You dress Tibet
But you're nowhere to be found

Fashion weak
You are so vain
Fashion weak
You are trash, baby
Yes, you are
You make me sick

Fashion weak
You are so vain
Fashion weak
You are trash, baby
Yes, you are
You make me sick

Fashion weak
You are so vain
Fashion weak
You are trash, baby
Yes, you are
You make me sick