Arms trade I deal and drink in spades But heaven's got a gate full of metal detectors
Contra affair Don't you want to get through? What am I to tell the inspector?
Board an airplane I was hell raised Never my fault when I make a mistake Nurse me like a drink Everybody sing I lose control
I miss America, I miss the UK I want to be used and left empty I dream of a world where it only rains champagne I'm Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Fame
Ow, ow, ow, yippie, ow, ow, ay Ow, ow, ow, yippie, ow, ow, ay
To my face Terror bought this plague The witness got a story, no corroborating They are In big black cars Kiss me like a victim, I'll collaborate it
Now I'm getting paid Plus a DJ Ala John Wayne, gonna sleep all day Nurse me like a drink Everybody sing I'm so inviting
I miss America, I miss the UK I want to be used and left empty I dream of a world where it only rains champagne I'm Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Fame
Ow, ow, ow, yippie, ow, ow, ay Ow, ow, ow, yippie, ow, ow, ay
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Woah
I miss America, I miss the UK I want to be used and left empty I dream of a world where it only rains champagne I'm Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Fame
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