Lyrics

Well we all need shelter somewhere inside A little misdemeanour perhaps, well alright Vanity, vanity, vanity There's not a lot you can do, this is a small town UK But a face in the mirror looks better that way Vanity, vanity, vanity Life can be so gray or do you like it that tame? Magical, sinful, surgical oh! Happy days Vanity, vanity, vanity I heard it said conceit's a disease Godstars, movie stars, it's all vanity Vanity, vanity, vanity Ah, ah! ah! I'm over the worst, I'm sure maybe! Vanity, vanity, vanity Oh! I see you've changed your hair again