Dolce Vita Runway of Life

INTRO:
Don't want your D&G
Want dolce vita instead;
Live fast and fancy and rich.
Have sex, do YOLO and die,
i-i-i-i-i-i
yah-yah-yah-yah-yah young.

VERSE 1:
Don't make no deals with Dior,
It isn't worth it, my dear,
Your carat tears are worth more.
I'll be your Saint Laurent
I'll overdraft on your faith
As I come baptise your arse.

BRIDGE:
I'll be your Hermes, I'll be your sensei
I'll teach you how to lie and steal.
Comme des Garcons* I'll bring you joy
And then I'll guide you to a land surreal
(to a land surreal, to a land surreal,
to a land surreal, to a land surreal)

CHORUS:
Let's bridge the Gap that is there;
Forever twenty and one
We are tonight as we dance
Along the runway of life,
And we don't want any Don'ts,
or c(K)ant's, or Nothing's, or whY's,
So let's just dance to the groove
Along the runway of life.

VERSE 2:
Let's channel our Chanel -
Your inner goddess and my
Desire for your revenge.
Flogging a whore that is dead
Don't have much point anyway,
So let's just dance to the groove.

BRIDGE, CHORUS

VERSE 3:
Don't be a sulking dumb bitch
Who puts the hooker in H
&M and waits for the fame.
Just be a Star In The Hood,
The underdog of Daisy
Who loves to take a blind Guess.

VERSE 4:
So break away with the Zs,
don't Answer, Regret or Ask
And fuck whoever asks, why.
Because tonight we are free,
Just as Versace bequeathed,
So let's go dance with the stars.

BRIDGE, CHORUS 3x


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*like the boys (French)