| Look at the camera, it never lies
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| Make the headlines, it’s your life
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| Tell your story, cos money talks
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| And someone’s always waiting for the fee
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| You got an inside, they dish the dirt
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| Kiss and tell, knife in your back
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| Nothing’s sacred in this modern world
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| You know it’s just a tabloid thing you see
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| Private lives, secrets you never tell
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| There’s a price we all gotta pay
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| Private lives, you’ve been to hell and back
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| There’s a price we all gotta pay
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| Private lives, secrets you never tell
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| There’s a price we all gotta pay
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| Private lives, you’ve been to hell and back
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| There’s a price we all gotta pay
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| It’s only business, nothing personal
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| The price of fame is too good to miss
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| No paparazzi, no front page spread
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| No-one wants to know you when you’re dead
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| It’s a fine line that you’re walking
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| It’s give and take, then take some more
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| Your prize possessions, they want it all
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| They put you there, now you play the ball
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| Private lives, secrets you never tell
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| There’s a price we all gotta pay
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| Private lives, you’ve been to hell and back
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| There’s a price we all gotta pay
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| They build you up to knock you down
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| One day a star the next a clown
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| They build you up to knock you down
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| They turn your whole world around
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| Private lives, secrets you never tell
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| There’s a price we all gotta pay
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| Private lives, you’ve been to hell and back
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| There’s a price we all gotta pay |