Oh snap, why was he in the house? I can't believe your vanity You're addicted to yourself on TV Your closet's full of clothes that only you can wear Wherever you go people stop and stare Or at least that's what you'd like to believe Your vanity is killing me Vanity, vanity Vanity, vanity ♪ You think yourself high, you think you're on fire You're the object of your desire You got your beauty but you lost your brain In the middle of sex, you call your own name That's not funny, it's kind of lame You're attracted to yourself like a bottle of wine Vanity, vanity Vanity, vanity Vanity, vanity Vanity, vanity ♪ Vanity, vanity Vanity, vanity Vanity, vanity Vanity, vanity ♪ Vanity Vanity Vanity Vanity Vanity! (Is the goal, look at you) Vanity! Vanity! (Is the goal, look at you) Vanity! Money! (Is the goal, look at you) Money! Money! (Is the goal, look at you) Better know why