Fashionable People Songtext
von Joel Plaskett Emergency
Fashionable People Songtext
I feel foolish
I wanna drink too much
You look Polish
Got a wicked sense of humor
I feel dizzy, and I want your touch
Let′s get tipsy, and start a rumor
You're restless here
I can′t sit still
Everybody at this party's got their fingers in the till
I bet their parents are ridiculously loaded
Let's get moving, before I′m loaded
The dancers need a dancefloor
The swingers gotta swing
Fashionable people doing questionable things
(Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people)
(Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people)
I really like you, and I hope you like my band
I like your boyfriend too
Do you think he understands
I can′t remember, how he ended up out here
But all good things have got to start somewhere
The dancers need a dancefloor
The swingers gotta swing
Fashionable people doing questionable things
One more time
I don't wanna hang around in someone else′s scene
Fashionable people doing questionable things
(Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people)
(Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people)
(Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, fashionable people) come on
(Questionable, questionable, questionable things)
So ditch him, he's no good for you
Ditch him, do the switcheroo
Switch him, switch him up with me
Leave him in the ditch, and you can hitch a ride for free
The dancers need a dancefloor
The swingers gotta swing
Fashionable people doing questionable things
Looking just like magazines
(Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people)
That′s what I'm talking about
Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people
It′s the truth
(Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people)
Come on
(Questionable, questionable, questionable, things)
I wanna drink too much
You look Polish
Got a wicked sense of humor
I feel dizzy, and I want your touch
Let′s get tipsy, and start a rumor
You're restless here
I can′t sit still
Everybody at this party's got their fingers in the till
I bet their parents are ridiculously loaded
Let's get moving, before I′m loaded
The dancers need a dancefloor
The swingers gotta swing
Fashionable people doing questionable things
(Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people)
(Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people)
I really like you, and I hope you like my band
I like your boyfriend too
Do you think he understands
I can′t remember, how he ended up out here
But all good things have got to start somewhere
The dancers need a dancefloor
The swingers gotta swing
Fashionable people doing questionable things
One more time
I don't wanna hang around in someone else′s scene
Fashionable people doing questionable things
(Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people)
(Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people)
(Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, fashionable people) come on
(Questionable, questionable, questionable things)
So ditch him, he's no good for you
Ditch him, do the switcheroo
Switch him, switch him up with me
Leave him in the ditch, and you can hitch a ride for free
The dancers need a dancefloor
The swingers gotta swing
Fashionable people doing questionable things
Looking just like magazines
(Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people)
That′s what I'm talking about
Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people
It′s the truth
(Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people)
Come on
(Questionable, questionable, questionable, things)
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