| When I get to be a big pop star
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| Gonna buy me a Facel-Vega car
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| Put my buddies in the drivin' seat
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| Go out and give my friends a treat
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| Ride around the block with the radio blarin'
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| Take off my clothes without carin'
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| Get some girls who are nice and free
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| That don’t give a damn about chastity
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| He’s gonna be a big pop-star
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| He’s gonna be big
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| He’s gonna be a big pop-star
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| He’s gonna be big
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| I know a girl called Marianne
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| I’m gonna make love to her if I can
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| Get her in bed for better or worse
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| If a Rolling Stone don’t get there first
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| Julian is the one I like
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| I’m gonna buy him a pedal bike
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| So he’ll be in keeping with his station
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| Ridin' around on my pot plantation
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| He’s gonna be a big pop-star
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| He’s gonna be big
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| He’s gonna be a big pop-star
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| He’s gonna be big
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| Cool!
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| Don’t you think that he’d look cool
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| In a big gold-lame suit?
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| With shiny lips and greasy hair
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| And his fifteen percent share
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| Rock around the old fir tree
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| Merry Christmas to Bo Diddly
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| Fee fi fo fum
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| Hit-parade, here I come
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| He’s gonna be a big pop-star
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| He’s gonna be big
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| He’s gonna be a big pop-star
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| He’s gonna be big… |