I wanna be a lover, not a hater
I wanna travel the world in style
I'm lookin' for a co-pilot automator
A partner in crime
I don't believe in Halle Christner(?)
I don't believe in being too cool
'Cause all I really want is my Mark Jacobs shoes

Fashionista
Fashionista bitch
Fashionista
Fashionista bitch

I wanna be an icon, not a poet
I wanna rule the world in style
Strike a pose on every poster
A disco queen gone wild
I don't believe in no uniform
Do you expect me to be sweet?
'Cause all I really want is my au couture jeans
Now let me tell you something

I'm a fashionista
Fashionista bitch
Fashionista
Fashionista bitch

I'm gonna be an obsession, not a daydream
In a cheap, cheap neon scene
I work the street like a runway
With my ID magazine
I don't believe in graduation
And I'm not one for politics
'Cause all I want is my red Chanel lipstick

Come on
Fashionista
Fashionista bitch
I'm a fashionista
A fashionista bitch
A fashionista
A fashionista
A b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-biiiitttch
I'm a fashionsita bitch

Just take me to the mall


Lyrics submitted by psychobillyxhorror

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