It's a Dolce Vita world
With a carnival lover
You reach for
Your fifteen minutes of fame
But your mind twists and turns
As you strut down the runway
As you pull back the hammer
The flash guns explode
On the backstreets of Paris and Rome
You float like a cloud, and
In the jet stream of fame, you're alone
Playing Russian roulette, collide in the dawn
Darling, life is wonderful
You're so beautiful
And sweetheart, you're a setting sun
You're like number one, so you better shine on
Darling (darling)
My darling
With your operatic style
You're a girl with no number
Like Françoise Hardy
Dancing down the Champs-Élysées
You're this [?] cover girl
In torn jeans and pink leather
With your switchblade and cocaine
Everything tastes nice
Since you were a child on your own
You rose like the clouds, and
No connection, no one on the phone
You look in the mirror, your eyes ain't your own
Darling, you're so beautiful
Life is wonderful
And sweetheart, now you're seventeen
You're all cool and mean, so you better shine on
Darling (darling)
My darling
I saw your suitcase, it's out in the hall
Your eyes are like windmills now
All scattered in bruises and scorn
Your friends on the left bank get knifed in the dawn
Darling, you're so beautiful
You're so wonderful
Yeah darling, now you're number one
You're a setting sun, yeah
Darling
Darling, yeah
Life is wonderful
You're so beautiful, yeah
