| Who do you think you are, babe
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| Some kind of superstar maybe
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| Well, that don’t cut no ice with me
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| And you don’t have to pretend to me
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| Just cast your mind back to the days
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| And get-rich-quick plans that we made
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| And if your memory serves you well
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| Something inside might ring a bell
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| Mr Big Shot, rags to riches
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| Story of a self-made man
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| Mr Big Shot, fame and fortune
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| Make the most of it while you can
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| Time to cast away
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| Friends of yesterday
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| Look the other way
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| Turn your back and say
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| So long, so long
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| So now you drive a big Rolls Royce
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| You even talk in a louder voice
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| I’m older now, a little wiser too
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| Wish I could say the same for you
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| Maybe you don’t recall my face
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| Another time, another place
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| But in the meantime it’s alright
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| I wonder how you sleep at night
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| Mr Big Shot, rags to riches
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| Story of a self-made man
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| Mr Big Shot, fame and fortune
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| Make the most of it while you can
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| Time to cast away
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| Friends of yesterday
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| Look the other way
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| Turn your back and say
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| So long, so long |