Cordelia (from BTVS i.e. the bitchy one) took a deep breath and began her song.

In life

one has to make a huge

of nauseating fads and good advice

There's health and fitness

Diet and deportment

and other pointless forms of sacrifice

Conversation, wit?

I am a doubter

Manners, charm

they're no way to impress

So forget the inner me

observe the outer

I am what I wear

and how I dress

Oh now

I believe in looking

like my time on earth is cooking

Whether poke-o-dotted, striped,

or even checked

With some glamour guaranteeing

every fiber of my being

is displayed to quite remarkable effect

From your cradle vi-o-truso

to your death bed

your own view

so never compromise

except no substitute

I would rather wear a barrel

then conservative apparel

For dress has always been

my strongest suit

Staying in

or hitting town-wards

from the top

and working downwards

I make sure that every stitch

is stitched in time

Whether weak or hat or turban

whether clad, boudeaux, or urban

Not to strut your stuff outrageously

is a crime

And the few who are invited

to my wardrobe are delighted

as they wander threw my things

to find rouge

In my negligee or formal

I am anything but normal

Dress has always been my strongest suit

I am what I wear

Said anytime, anywhere

So bring me all my finest

most obdatious, my devinest

Most revealing, most expensive, and taboo

Most arresting, most heart-stopping

Most free-flowing, most eye-popping

Most arresting, most heart-stopping

Dress has always been

my strongest suit

my strongest suit

you know that I am

what I where

dress has always been

my strongest suit

(Dance break)

So bring me all my finest

most obdatious, , my devinest

most revealing, most expensive, and taboo

Most arresting, most heart-stopping

most free-flowing, most eye-popping

dress has always been

my strongest suit

my strongest suit

my strongest suit

You know that I am

what I wear

dress has always been my strongest

my strongest

my strongest

my strongest

my strongest

my strongest suit.

Cordelia smiled, self-assured by the clapping. She quickly sat down and waited for the next act. She didn't trust those watcher people, but meybe they were good singers.

AN: So what ya think? Please Review! G-Bye!