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I Feel foolish
I wanna drink too much
You look Polish
Got a wicked sense of humor
I feel dizzy, and I want your touch
Let’s get tipsy, and start a rumor
I feel restless here
I can’t sit still
Everybody at this party’s got their fingers in the till
I bet their parents are ridiculously loaded
Let’s get moving, before I’m loaded
Chorus:
The dancers need a dancefloor
The swingers gotta swing
Fashionable people doing questionable things
Fashionable, fashionable , fashionable, people (x2)
I really like you, and I hope you like my band
I like your boyfriend too
Do you think he’d understand?
I can’t remember, how he ended up out here
But all good things have got to start somewhere
Chorus
One more time
I don’t wanna hang around in someone elses scene
Fashionable people doing questionable things
Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people x2
Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, fashionable people, come on
Questionable, questionable, questionable things
So ditch him, he’s no good for you
Ditch him, do the switcheroo
Switch him, switch him up with me
Leave him in the ditch, and you can hitch a ride for free
Chorus
Lookin just like magazines
Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people
That’s what I’m talkin about
Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, people
It’s the truth
Fashionable, fashionable, fashionable, fashionable people
Come on
Questionable, questionable, questionable, things
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