In the dressing room getting ready to go Mascara, lipstick, powder on my nose Touch up my hair, curled and sprayed In the mirror I see that look on your face (High fashion) I-I-I-I (Do I make you nervous) - I-I-I-I (Jealous) [Chorus:] Meet me at the catwalk (jealousy is my fuel) At the catwalk (you won't see me lose my cool) Lights on, cameras, looks on me, I make the front page of every magazine V-O-G-U-E, my leg mak'em go crazy, meet me at the catwalk (V-O-G-U-E, [etc.]) Slip in my dress, zip it tight Ready to get out there, ready to fight Secret whispers behind my back But it doesn't hurt, it only makes me laugh, 'cause (High fashion) I-I-I-I (Know I make yoo nervous) (High fashion) - I-I-I-I (Jealous) [Chorus] I feel the beat of my heart, I'm ready for the show to start The music is loud, i can see the crowd Only VIP's around, everywhere the stakes are high Dollar signs in their eyes, they came to choose, now here's my cue The moment of truth [Chorus] .(V-O-G-U-E, you know me, [etc.])... I make'em go crazy