(I Fell In Love With A) Fashion Victim

In an effort to impress me,
He grew his hair like Bobby Gillespie
He didn't see that they had tricked him
I fell in love with a fashion victim

Bought more clothes than he could wear
Stayed up all night taking in flares

Met a girl who works in Topman,
took his old clothes back to Oxfam
He didn't see that they had tricked him
I fell in love with a fashion victim

Now his jeans flare (...?)
He heard flares will be the new thing
And now I know I am unhappy
Now I know why he never smiles
'Cos when you love a fashion victim,
Happiness keeps going out of style
Happiness keeps going out of style