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