Célebutante

You say you're a model, it's evident you've never met A mirror you didn't love "Ooh-La-La!" You say you're an angel with your halo, and your crown As you fly up to the sun, and melt your wings It's not a want, it's an obsession You wanna hear the people screaming out your name Whispers at night in your midnight confessions You'll do anything for fame, Célebutante You say you're an actor, well, then come set-up the stage Put the cast right where you want, show us what you got! You say you're in movies, always dropping names of So-called-semi-almost-famous friends, it never ends Fame, to teach the unteachable; Fame, to reach the unreachable Fame, to beat the unbeatable; Fame, to keep the unkeepable Fame, the tighter you hold on to fame, the more everything slips away! All the right hungers, all the right thirsts All the right aches, the pains and the hurts All the right gossip, all the right trends All the right knives in the backs of your friends