I'm the singer, I'm the singer in the band
You're the loser, I won't dismiss you out of hand
Cause you've got a beautiful face
It will take you places
You kept running
You've got money, you've got fame
Every morning I see your picture from the train
Now you're an actress!
So says your resume
You're made of card
You couldn't act your way out of a
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