Struttin' down Rue Saint-Honoré
Couture in my wake turning heads all day
Red cabriolet cruising Champs-Élysées
Smoking Vogue pretending it's okay
Silk and leather that old scent I treasure
Around the world my style can't be measured
Daddy's money but I've got my own fame
Camera flashes they all know my name
Globetrotting queen in my high-heeled scene
From Paris to Milan I'm living the dream
Don't need no smoke to make a scene
I'm the cover girl of your fashion magazine
Sunset boulevards my runway at night
Vintage red wheels under city lights
Not just a pretty face with a trust fund size
I sing my heart out catch you by surprise
I flirt with the world but I'm hard to get
Everywhere I go I'm the main event
Luxury whispers from every corner
Living a life in high-end order
Globetrotting queen in my high-heeled scene
From Paris to Milan I'm living the dream
Don't need no smoke to make a scene