Fantastic Lyrics

we'd be fantastic at parties and such
bleached smiles and cocktails
and that elegant touch
so empty and hollow
refreshingly sad
I'd love to see it all
but I'd rather keep you in my bed

rich girls from moscow
incredibly tanned
their bright coloured slingbacks
become vapid and bland
so twisted but charming
so scantily clad
I'd love to see it all
but I'd rather keep you in my bed

millionaires with marble stairs
in cannes or beirut
long-time friends who've never met
making comments on my suit

so jaded and lovely
so deviously mad
I'd love to see it all
but I'd rather keep you in my bed

wedding gowns and golden crowns
in rome or vermont
I can't endure this haute couture
it's just not what I want

no jewelry
no cufflinks
with a dandy-esque style
I'd love to have it all
I'm sure we'd have a ball
in namibia or nepal
but I'd rather keep you in my bed