Leopard Skin Vespa

I got golden shoes

And real crushed diamonds on my eyes.

My lips are rouge

And I hold my head up high

And the streets of my home

Are dipped in wine and cologne.

And it's a lot of work,

My insatiable thirst

And I'm just like you;

A designer dog in a designer purse

But you look so cool on your leopard-skin vespa.

You look so cool on your leopard-skin vespa.

You look so cool on your leopard-skin vespa.

You look so cool on your leopard-skin vespa

The sky is blue

From morning till the day is done.

By the afternoon

I'm still resistant to the sun

Now I've perfected my stride

To an emotionless glide.

And I got a lot of stuff,

But it's never enough

And I'm just like you;

My skin is tanned and my body's buff

But you look so cool on your leopard-skin vespa.

You look so cool on your leopard-skin vespa.

You look so cool on your leopard-skin vespa.

You look so cool on your leopard-skin vespa

Nothing exists unless I see it.

That looks like a shell, not a peanut.

And I got to be closest to the sun,

Here in my cult of one

I got golden shoes

And real crushed diamonds on my eyes.

I look at you

And see straight through to my horizon

And the streets of my home

Are dipped in wine and cologne.

And it's a lot of work, my insatiable thirst

And I'm just like you;

Designer dog in a designer purse

But you look so cool on your leopard-skin vespa.

You look so cool on your leopard-skin vespa.

You look so cool on your leopard-skin vespa.

You look so cool on your leopard-skin vespa

... so cool on your leopard-skin vespa!