She's in Fashion

She's the face on the radio

She's the body on the morning show

And she's there shaking it out on the scene

And she's the colour of a magazine

And she's in fashion

Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

And she's in fashion

Ooh, ooh, ooh

She's employed where the sun don't set

And she's the shape of a cigarette

And she's the shake of a tambourine

And she's the colour of a magazine

And she's in fashion

Ooh, ooh, ooh

And she's in fashion

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ah, oh

And if she tells you two is one

Then two is one, my love

Ah, oh

And if she tells you, you should know

Then you should know, my love

She is strung out on a TV dream

And she's the taste of the gasoline

And she's as similar as you can get

To the shape of a cigarette

And she's in fashion

Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

And she's in fashion

Ooh, ooh, ooh

And she's in fashion

(Sunshine will blow my mind)

(And the wind blow my brain)

Ooh, ooh, ooh

And she's in fashion

(Sunshine will blow my mind)

(And the wind blow my brain)

Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

I said the sunshine will blow my mind

And the wind blow my brain

I said the sunshine will blow my mind

And the wind blow my brain

I said the sunshine will blow my mind

And the wind blow my brain

Sunshine will blow my mind

And the wind blow my brain

I said the sunshine will blow my mind

And the wind blow my brain

Sunshine will blow my mind

And the wind blow my brain...