| My name’s Joe, I’m the CEO
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| Yeah I’m the man makes the big wheels roll
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| I’m the hand on the green-light switch
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| You get to be famous, I get to be rich
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| Go get me a kid with a good lookin’face
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| Bring me a kid can remember his place
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| Some hungry poet son-of-a-bitch
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| He gets to be famous, I get to be rich
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| Or bring me a girl
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| They’re always the best
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| You put 'em on stage and you have 'em undress
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| Some angel whore who can learn a guitar lick
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| Hey! |
| Now that’s what I call music!
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| Well they’ll come lookin’for money when the public gets bored
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| But we’ll fight 'em with lawyers they could never afford
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| Yeah I’ll make her look like a spoiled little bitch
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| She gets to be famous, I get to be rich
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| Or bring me a girl
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| They’re always the best
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| You put 'em on stage and you have 'em undress
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| Some angel whore who can learn a guitar lick
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| Hey! |
| Now that’s what I call music!
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| So burned out Johnny thinks the books are shifty
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| What good’s that alchy to me when he’s fifty?
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| Well we could move catalog if he’d only die quicker
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| Send my regards to the gig and a case of good liquor
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| He gets to be famous, I get to be rich
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| He gets to be famous, I get to be rich
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| My name’s Joe, I’m the CEO
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| I’m the man makes the big wheels role |