Vanity Fair

You walked into the party

Like you were walking on the Moon

You had strategically picked one girl

And told her she'd be leaving soon

You had one hand in your pocket

As you led her to the room

And all the boys and girls have dreamed

That they'd be your partner

They'd be your partner

You're so vain

You probably thought this party was for you

You're so vain

And all the girls are here to adore you

You're so vain

Didn't think that we'd live without you

You're so vain

And knowing everybody that doubts you

You're so vain

You moved over in Brooklyn

'Cause you're the young and vicious type

You absolutely hate the fucks

You said you don't believe the hype

He asked you why you're smoking

But you never shared a pipe

And all the while you cough and scuff a

And they'll keep on talking

They'll keep on talking

You're so vain

You thought that there's someone waiting for you

You're so vain

The only problem is there isn't more of you

You're so vain

And all the girls are asking you a favor

You're so vain

I think you're the one who could save you

You're so vain

You're so vain

You're so vain

You're so vain