[Verse 1]
I could be your Beverly Hills girl
A stone-cold cinema
A champagne in the morning
A party on your tongue

[Verse 2]
I could be your cool breeze
Waiting to watch you sober
Everything you've been cravin'
All wrapped up in torn

[Bridge]
They say there's a freedom
You should get with your love
It's tired of me to get
You're using me, oh, love

[Verse 3]
I could be your Beverly Hills girl
Anything you want
Locked eyes in the morning
The moment before you come