| We’re on the way up
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| I don’t want to stop
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| We’re goin' to the top
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| There’s nothing stopping us now
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| We’re not going to lose
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| And yeah we’ve got all the moves
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| Just keep the shine in our shoes
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| We’ll never let you down
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| No pain no gain
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| Light up the sky like a flame
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| And bum a whole in your brain
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| No more decisions are ours
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| And when you’re where it’s at
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| You can’t do better than that
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| How could it be such pap?
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| One thing I never knew
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| And everytime I go to bed
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| These things keep running through my head
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| There’s nothing going on out there…
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| (Nothing going on out there…)
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| B-b-b-baby I could be your superstar
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| And take too many drugs in a celebrity bar
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| K k k keep my skin soft and shining from afar
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| For my high speed death in the back of a car
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| We’re on the way down
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| And when you hit the ground
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| You know you make no sound
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| And no-one sweeps you away
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| It’s tough at the top
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| You never know when you’ll pop
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| But when you’ve got what you’ve got
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| You never think twice
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| You don’t remember my name
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| You don’t remember my face
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| Thought it was burnt on your brain
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| Was it so long ago?
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| And now I’m losing my hair
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| You know that just can’t be fair
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| And next to nobody cares when it’s over
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| And everytime I go to bed
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| These things keep running through my head
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| There’s nothing going on out there…
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| (Nothing going on out there…)
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| B-b-b-baby I could be your superstar
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| And take too many drugs in a celebrity bar
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| K-k-k-keep my skin soft and shining from afar
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| For my high speed death in the back of a car
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| B-b-b-baby I could be your superstar
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| And we could boot champagne and snort caviar
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| S-s-s-stick with me honey and you’ll go far
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| As we watch the world burning from a heated spa
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| Burn, baby, burn
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| Burn, baby, burn
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| Burn, baby, burn
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| Burn, baby, burn
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| B-b-b-baby I could be your superstar
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| And take too many drugs in a celebrity bar
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| K-k-k-keep my skin soft and shining from afar
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| For my high speed death in the back of a car
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| B-b-b-baby I could be your superstar
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| And we could boot champagne and snort caviar
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| S-s-s-stick with me honey and you’ll go far
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| As we watch the world burning from a heated spa
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| B-b-b-baby I could be your superstar
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| B-b-b-baby I could be your superstar
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| B-b-b-baby I could be your superstar
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| B-b-b-baby I could be your superstar
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| B-b-b-baby I could be your superstar
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| B-b-b-baby I could be your superstar
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| B-b-b-baby I could be your superstar
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| B-b-b-baby I could be your superstar |