3rd Alley - Fame lyrics

rate me

Fully loaded like an M-16, like walter winchell had exploded check the inseam

take a breath and spit cause i cannot sing

if you do you're a fool gonna push you, with a stick or a pick or a shovel fool,

wheel barrel automatic or another

but anyways back to the pooridge i was cookin

hate being lonely so i'm always overbookin

goodlookin lady make me wanna keep on lookin

but i can't stand fame

turned on my mtv, must be something wrong with me,

cause i can't see what all the dilettantes see,

we're not on teen beat magazine but we don't quite

suck like a suction machine, sell out, sell out

yeah join the team