Flowers in her hair, she don't care Peach pink lips, yeah, everybody stares You think you've seen her in a magazine It's like she walked right out of your dreams
Black ray-bans, you know she's with the band Passport stamps, she's cosmopolitan Yeah, she runs the place like Penny Lane Yeah you lucky if you're on her plane
From Tokyo, to Mexico, to Rio
That girl's a trip, a one way ticket Takes you miles high, so high, 'cause she's got that one international smile Catch her if you can Yeah, she's so in demand Takes you miles high, so high, 'cause she's got that one international smile
She's got that, je ne sais quoi, you know it So tres chic, yeah, she's a classic But she's footloose and so fancy free Yeah, she dances to her own beat 'Cause she's the muse and the artist Always leaves a trail of stardust
From LA, Miami, to New York City
That girl's a trip, a one way ticket Takes you miles high, so high, 'cause she's got that one international smile Catch her if you can Yeah, she's so in demand Takes you miles high, so high, 'cause she's got that one international smile
That girl's a trip, a one way ticket Takes you miles high, so high, 'cause she's got that one international smile Catch her if you can Yeah, she's so in demand Takes you miles high, so high, 'cause she's got that one international smile