Fashionable - Cold War Kids

An invitation to a party begs you go

You’ll wear the only thing that waits inside your door

No red, no green

One black dress is all any woman needs

My, aren’t we fashionable?

Calls made, your ride awaits

You’ve dressed your lips in rose

The powder on your face

Who else could get so close?

Refuse directions, you have memorized the road

Back when you chased the trends some picture always told

No red, no green

One black dress is all any woman needs

My, aren’t we fashionable?

Who will sweep you off your feet?

Who will sweep you off your feet?

You’ve made your great escape with only one goodbye

Your stream of consciousness, it floods into the night

The boy’s predictable, the girls may never know

The beauty that you wear way underneath your clothes

No red, no green

One black dress is all any woman needs

My, aren’t we fashionable?

Who will sweep you off your feet?

Who will sweep you off your feet?

Role models pile up in the street

She has survived just a scratch on the cheek

She’s paying in dimes

A midnight coffee shrink

Her shoulder’s exposed

She holds a cup like a queen

From some tiny ancient island country off the coast of Greece

Where the daughters will all have names like Elise

The lighting in here is terrible

A weird glowing green

And flattery won’t get her out of her seat

She digs in her heels

Her mascara streaks

Who’s gonna sweep her off?

Why didn’t I, why?

A hundred miles deep

Who’s gonna sweep her off of her feet?

A skeptic at heart, but why shouldn’t she be?

Who’s gonna sweep her off?

When every mouth lies

And every hand cheats

Good luck sweeping her off of her feet

With those x-ray eyes

And see the wolf in the sheep

But who’s gonna sweep her off?

Oh, oh

Oh, whoa

I am your style

Oh, and you are my style

And I am your style

And you are my style

Who will sweep you off your feet?

Who will sweep you off your feet?

Who will sweep you off your feet?