Être Est-ce que c'est chic Ou simplement ordinaire
Est-ce que c'est chic chic
Won't get far Hangin' at the local bar
Will she ever be a star And ride around in a fancy car
And buy expensive things Like furs and diamond rings
All alone she lives her life In the midst of us
She can't believe her eyes All the rest of her
And it's the little things She says to me Makes me think the girl's In need of a family
Est-ce que c'est chic Ou simplement ordinaire
It's really strange Everytime I hear her name Will she always be the same Just spendin' life in search of fame You should see the girl She's such a crazy thing Every night it's the same old dream Rehearsing lines for tomorrow's scenes But it's real in the morning babe
And it's the little things She says to me Makes me think the girl's In need of a family