He's wild and he's hungry ain't nobody to stop him now Reaching out for the whole world, and he knows, he can make it far He was poor and sympathetic, he was singing to save his life Now he's rich and pathetic, he's beginning to realise
Where are all your friends when you're coming back Who is gonna be there when you feel so sad Who is gonna be there when your coming home You're alone, so alone
He knows what it's like to be so cool He knows what it's like to play the fool Now he knows how fame can be so cruel Now he's got to play it by the rules
So much wine, so much money, now he did it, now he's the star And he still thinks it's funny, having friends on his credit card Now he's sad and established, and he's trying to turn back time To find out where he came from, find out to where he once belonged
Where are all your friends when you're coming back Who is gonna be there when you feel so sad Who is gonna be there when your coming home You're alone, so alone
He knows what it's like to be so cool He knows what it's like to play the fool Now he knows how fame can be so cruel Now he's got to play it by the rulesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
