Pasted pictures on the wall of groups she`s never seen
A walking, talking tribute to the fashion magazines
Too hip for the suburbs
Too scared of the streets
All she wants out of life are rave reviews
From everyone she meets
She`s so cool
Too cool for me
Her parents buy her a car
Her parents buy her clothes
She talks of far-off places, but she never goes
When she`s stoned, she`s the queen
Of her own little world
A would-be femme fatale
Just daddy`s little girl
She`s so cool
Too cool for me
She wants to be a star,
Wants to start a band,
Probably just go shopping, go home, get a tam
Here is the story of her misspent life
Probably end up being another suburban housewife