Everybody's talking about the girl who's rocking the shows in New York
She's so lucky
Everybody's talking about the girl who's rocking the shows in New York
She's so pretty
One day you're in, one day you're out
You have to be ready to get it right
Walking like this, walking like that
Put on your heels, showing your charm
It's okey to cry when you're far
Pick your trade based on what you like
Rolling in the midnight with fever
Call your mom whenever you need it
Take your time, think it back
Study a plan for when you're out
Fashion's running and we are chatting
About things that few of us can count on
Blogging, jogging, voguing, flying
Followers are street style hunting
Skinny jeans, shirt, leather jacket
Celine bag, book, iPhone charger
Everybody's talking about the girl who's rocking the shows in New York
She's so lucky
Everybody's talking about the girl who's rocking the shows in New York
She's so pretty
And you hold it, and you reach it
And you cry until you make it
Till the ranking of the top ten
Till the cover of September
But that's hard, or maybe luck?
Or maybe years and years of blah blah blah
The rule, no rule
Because soon you'll be the new face.
She's so lucky
She's so pretty
She's so skinny
She's so stunning
She's so weird
She has something
She's so different
She wears Prada
She's so hot, right now
She opens the shows
She's so tall
She's so young
She's from far away...
Everybody's talking about the girl who's rocking the shows in New York
She's so lucky
Everybody's talking about the girl who's rocking the shows in New York
She's so pretty