Your so vain...

Would you just take a look at yourself, tight jeans, open shirt,
your a young gun, we don't think so.
You holler at everything that breathes, with you greased chest and
that dirty smile, if only they knew, your a user.
You click your fingers, they come running only cos' your gonna pay
them later.
Cruising along in your convertible that you rent every week, we know
your cheap, you've had everyone in your street, yeah on that
seat.
Think your a young gun, a sex pistol,it'll never happen, we're all
watching you.