Verse 1:
Confidence so mean
She rocks that
Ripped jeans, nose bleeds
She does that
She's a artsy type of bad b**h
She dont have time to hold hands
I know she knows i want that
I can't ever just hold back
Im a hopeless romantic
But I'm hoping we'll manage
I'm running this over
Your touch is so tragic
Chorus:
She should model for Vogue
Let me see her unfold
Open up the page, she's got the pose
She's got the pose
She should model for Vogue
She should model for Vogue
She should model for Vogue
Verse 2:
She loves to provoke
Runs sh** all alone
Forever in control
With her approach
She's so composed
Yeah yeah
Bath room stall
Yay yay
Lay it down on
The table
Party like the 80s
Baby be faithful
Take a chance with me
I feel I'm going psycho
Look after me
Chorus:
She should model for Vogue
Let me see her unfold
Open up the page, she's got the pose
She's got the pose
She should model for Vogue
She should model for Vogue
She should model for Vogue