With the pull of a sleeve
Or the tug of a hem
I no longer believe
That I'm not a gem
And I'm shifting like fashion
I'm lifting my rational train
Like a chain of reaction by
Cole not Kenneth but Porter by jove
I rove over your body and
Not from our bed
Fun lovin' la di John Gotti
Let's run from the Feds
Do-right man finally I can see me
In mirrors and chrome and in car windows too
You're wrong if you think that I'd ever leave you
Like jeans and a t-shirt it's classic and fun
With the cut of a line
Or the line of a cut
Rough texture or fine
I don't walk - now I strut
And it's not that I'm proud
I'm just all filled with air
My thoughts aren't too loud
And I'm fixing my hair
And I am fashionable
I know because I have
Fashioned a new look
Fashioned a new life
Fashioned a new me
So I am fashionable
Monday, March 30, 2009
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