She's confused. She's got a hundred thousand feelings
Swimming through her head
Stumblin around in her early twenties
Between cortados and afterparties
Nothing but a cool girl, honey
Nothing but a spoiled girl, honey
Big brother, baby sitter, cool step mama, cool step father
4 week Paris
And then springtime in New York

Oh! She needs a saviour
And the saviour can be you
Why don't you save that girl? Lord...
Oh! She needs a saviour
Can her hero be you?

She's confused, cause for the first time in her life
She's free to do whatever she wants to
(Whatever she wants, whatever she wants)
But she does not carry a particular dream
She's not drawn to a particular scene
And somewhere inside she's starting to sense
That life should be more than following trend

Oh!She needs a saviour
And the saviour can be you
Why don't you save that girl? Lord...
Oh! She needs a saviour
Can her hero be you?
Why don't you save that girl?
You! Why don't you save that girl?
Oh. Can't someone save that girl?