you wear a black leather belt that holds the waist I use to hold, your colors faids
but not the color of your jeans.
You wear a hat with pretty swirls, the envy of the other girls, you change your shades
before the day turns into eve.
I think i'd better let it go
thing I'd better let it go
cause i'm thinking of last year's runway passion, no longer in fashion.
But i'll find myself obsessed, with how you dress and whom you see without me
fa-doe-ba-do-ba-do
fa-doe-ba-do-ba-do

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