Fashion - Paolo Nutini, Janelle Monáe

Flying on a big jet plane

Gonna make it in the land of milk and honey

Oh when you called and said you’re on your way

Gonna stake your claim

Make your money

I’m picturing you

With Manolos on your feet

Strutting cool down Carnaby Street

What a body

What a woman

Putty in your hand

All your one night stands

You just

You gotta keep them coming

Cause she’s in fashion

She’s chic

She’s the belle nouvelle on Boogie Street

She’s in fashion

Le freak

She’s the belle nouvelle on Boogie Street

And she’s my queen

There’s more to life than sex appeal

But sometimes it takes an angel to remember

Oh and this lady she’s the real deal

On the cover from December to December

Though her eyes — reveal her vanity

She’s got soul, she’s got class — and originality

She’s got style and a personality

And she wears it on her sleeve

Cause she’s in fashion

She’s chic

She’s the belle nouvelle on Boogie Street

She’s in fashion

Le freak

She’s the belle nouvelle on Boogie Street

And she’s my queen

When I pull up on the scene

My tuxedo too clean

Red nails red lips 5 rings

And I keep my cuffs thicker than a bold magazine

Car like a felon in the back looking clean

We taking off like a dirty limousine

You ever met a girl with her pedals in the sand

Or wear a suit and tie way better than a man

Kansas to Atlanta, from London to Copacabana

Electric Ladies, take a ride in my Mercedes

Cause she’s in fashion

She’s chic

She’s the belle nouvelle on Boogie Street

She’s in fashion

Le freak

She’s the belle nouvelle on Boogie Street

And she’s my queen

She’s my queen

Lady is my queen

She’s my queen

Your majesty