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I can't explain glacial motion Or why Los Angeles don't drop into the ocean I can't unfold the layers of mystery Or piece together the tragedy of history 'Cuz you lucky fuckers, you don't have to work Big 3-D billboards and big 30-foot smirks And everybody wants to be naked and famous Everybody wanna be just like me, I'm naked..... and famous I met a poet, said she didn't like the smell of it Then took her clothes off in a restaurant for the hell of it I met a DJ who lived in seclusion, reality and sobriety were her only delusions And those lucky bastards, they didn't have to work Big 3-D billboards and big 30-foot smirks And everybody wants to be naked and famous Everybody wanna be just like me, I'm naked..... and famous Well, don't get a nosebleed, don't get upset We can't be naked and famous just yet There's a big gold dollar sign on the Sunset Strip And you can send your friend a postcard, it ain't worth the trip Everybody wants to be naked and famous Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked Everybody wants to be naked and famous Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked Everybody wants to be naked and famous Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked Everybody wants to be naked and famous Everybody wants to be just like me I'm naked and famous |