She's in Fashion

She's the face on the radio She's the body on the morning show And she's there shaking it out on the scene And she's the colour of a magazine And she's in fashion Ooh-ooh-ooh And she's in fashion Ooh-ooh-ooh She's employed where the sun don't sets And she's the shape of a cigarettes And she's the shake of a tambourine And she's the colour of a magazine And she's in fashion Ooh-ooh-ooh And she's in fashion Ooh-ooh-ooh Ah-ah And if she tells you two is one Then two is one my, love Ah-ah And if she tells you you should know Then you should know, my love She is strung out on a TV dream And she's the taste of the gasoline And she's as similar as you can get To the shape of a cigarettes And she's in fashion Ooh-ooh-ooh And she's in fashion Ooh-ooh-ooh And she's in fashion Ooh-ooh-ooh And she's in fashion Ooh-ooh-ooh I said the sunshine will blow my mind And the wind blow my brain I said the sunshine will blow my mind And the wind blow my brain I said the sunshine will blow my mind And the wind blow my brain Sunshine will blow my mind And the wind blow my brain I said the sunshine will blow my mind And the wind blow my brain Sunsine will blow my mind And the wind blow my brain