| If you are what you say you are, a superstar
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| Then have no fear, the camera’s here
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| And the microphone’s
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| And they wanna know oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Yeah, uh, a fresh cool young Lu
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| Tryna' catch his microphone check two, one, two
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| Wanna' believe my own hype but it’s too untrue
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| The world brought me to my knees, what have you brung you?
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| Did you improve on the design? |
| Did you do somethin' new?
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| Well ya' name ain’t on the guest list, who brung you?
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| You, the more famous person you come through
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| And the sexy lady next to you, you come too
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| And then it hit me, standin' outside of heaven
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| Waitin' for God to come and get me, I’m too uncouth
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| Unschooled to the rules and too gum shoe
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| Too much of a new comer and too uncool
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| Like Shadow and Lavelle, I battle with it well
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| Though I need holiday like lady who sung, «Blue»
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| Go back, whatever you did you undo
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| Heavy as heaven, the devil on me, two ton’s too
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| If you are what you say you are, a superstar
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| Then have no fear, the camera’s here
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| And the microphone’s
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| And they wanna know oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
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| And you better wear your shades
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| The spotlights here, can burn holes through the stage
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| Down to the basement, pass the Indian graves
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| Where the dinosaurs laid
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| And out through China, nearly misses airliners
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| Magnified times five, 'less it’s pointed at the rhymer
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| Ricochets off the moon and sets the forest ablaze
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| Now that’s important to say
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| 'Cause even with all that, most of us don’t want it to fade
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| The audience ain’t fazed, they ain’t gonna clap
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| And they ain’t gonna praise
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| They want everything back that they’ve paid
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| 'Cause they’ve been waitin' since ten to see the lights get dim
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| If you are what you say you are, a superstar
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| Then have no fear, the crowd is here
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| And the lights are on
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| And they wanna show, oh, oh, oh, oh yeah
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| So chauffeur, chauffeur, come and take me away
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| 'Cause I’ve been standin' in this line for like five whole days
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| Me and security ain’t gettin' along
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| And when I got to the front, they told me all of the tickets were gone
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| So just take me home where the mood is mellow
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| And the roses are grown, M&M's are yellow
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| And the light bulbs around my mirror don’t flicker
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| Everybody gets a nice autograph picture
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| One for you and one for your sister
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| Who had to work tonight but is an avid listener
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| Every song’s a favorite song and mics don’t feedback
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| All the reviewers say, «You need to go and see that»
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| And everybody claps 'cause everybody is pleased
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| And then they all take the stage and start performin' for me
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| Like, ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha
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| If you are what you say you are, a superstar
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| Then have no fear, the camera’s here
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| And the microphone’s
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| And they wanna know, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| If you are what you say you are |