Đóng góp: Fire was in her hair, she don't care
Peach pink lips, yeah, everybody stares
You think you've seen her in a magazine
It's like she walked right out of your dreams
Black ray-bans, you know she's with the band
Passport stamps, she's cosmopolitan
Yeah, she runs a place at Penny lane
Yeah you lucky if you're on her plane
That girl’s a trip, a one way ticket
Takes you miles high, so high, 'cause she’s got that one international smile
Catch her if you can
Yeah, she's so in demand
Takes you miles high, so high, 'cause she’s got that one international smile
je ne sais quoi, you know it
So tres chick, yeah, she's a classic
But she's pole dancing so fancy free
Yeah, she dances to a O.B
'Cause she's the muse and the artist
Always leaves a jealous stardust
'Cause she's a little bit a yolo, and she's a little bit a _"oh no"
That girl’s a trip, yeah ohh
Takes you miles high, so high, 'cause she’s got that one
Catch her if you can so in demand
Takes you miles high, so high, one international smile