Boutique
Me and my old crew know a thing or two about this kind of thing
See me walking down, Parisian crowns held by queens and kings
A twirl and flash a smile, leave them breathless while
You step out of sight
I'm authority, extraordinary, sweetheart, I'm the height of
Fashion
It's my passion
It's my creation
From imagination
But I'm falling through my boutique
In my fantastic physique
But I'll turn the other cheek
I've been all around, Spain to Tinseltown, London, Rome and Nice
A dress from Bosnia (And Herzegovina) is nothing like in Greece
When I say "criticize" everyone replies, but no one really knows
The world is dark enough but you can light it up
By seeing through the rose-coloured
Glasses
Deadly gasses
From new creation
Comes imagination
But I'm falling through my boutique
In my fantastic physique
But I'll turn the other cheek
Doesn't anybody think to ask themselves
Who, besides a few, can afford a million-dollar dress?
The earth, water and air will feed the billionaires
The rest will burn depraved
But you'd be wrong if you think that tears ensue
I will ride the wave of
Fashion
Oh, the passion
From new creation
Comes imagination
And I'm falling through my boutique
In my fantasic physique
But I'll turn the other cheek
Yeah, I'll turn the other cheek
Oh, I'll turn the other cheek
See me walking down, Parisian crowns held by queens and kings
A twirl and flash a smile, leave them breathless while
You step out of sight
I'm authority, extraordinary, sweetheart, I'm the height of
Fashion
It's my passion
It's my creation
From imagination
But I'm falling through my boutique
In my fantastic physique
But I'll turn the other cheek
I've been all around, Spain to Tinseltown, London, Rome and Nice
A dress from Bosnia (And Herzegovina) is nothing like in Greece
When I say "criticize" everyone replies, but no one really knows
The world is dark enough but you can light it up
By seeing through the rose-coloured
Glasses
Deadly gasses
From new creation
Comes imagination
But I'm falling through my boutique
In my fantastic physique
But I'll turn the other cheek
Doesn't anybody think to ask themselves
Who, besides a few, can afford a million-dollar dress?
The earth, water and air will feed the billionaires
The rest will burn depraved
But you'd be wrong if you think that tears ensue
I will ride the wave of
Fashion
Oh, the passion
From new creation
Comes imagination
And I'm falling through my boutique
In my fantasic physique
But I'll turn the other cheek
Yeah, I'll turn the other cheek
Oh, I'll turn the other cheek
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Writer(s): Sean Power
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