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The Great
Sweet kisses are his claim to fame
In my heart he'll always remain
True fine loving is his game
Honey boy is his name
He's sugar, he's spice
He's
when it nears you
One man you're ev'rything to
Fame if you win it
Comes and goes in a minute
Where's the real stuff in life to cling to
Love is
she said
come get it babe
got 15 minutes babe
u kno i gotta get back to work
she said just a taste
dont get lost in it babe
gotta beat that mid day
Hollywood (uh, uh, uh, uh, c'mon)
Paparazzi spots me in the lobby of my high rise
I hide behind my shades because the fame is blindin' my eyes
My god, I
fame
Lookin' real hard with your blacked out shades
Think we give a flying' fuck
You're 15 minutes just clicked away
You've become so hypnotized
By
sweart to God
It seems like the less offends me
My 15 minutes just started forreal
I just need a Richard Mille
Sisqo: Hey baby, hey yeah yeah, DRU HILL, foxy brown
Ill na, na, na, na, look at her
Playa haters every minute want to stop my dough.
And every
my 15 minutes, on eurodisco
The musics in my head
I thought music was dead
Give me the words I'll sing
But I can't feel a thing....
I'll be there
if i were you id pack my bags and get the fuck out of dodge. i hope you enjoy your fifteen minutes of fame, because this is going to be fifteen
minutes...Andy Warhol's dead
15 minutes...
grab their minute of fame
And still the puppets watch
And everybody knows the names
That's why I say
Burn, Hollywood, burn
When it's dead and gone
of tyranny and fame
Cross my heart and hope to die
Clock is ticking your 15 minutes of prime time
You will become a part of the show
"Living Dead Superstar"
gone in a hurry.
Now you cling to those 15 minutes of thrill,
Were they worth the pain, the void they had filled?
Still I forgave you, my love was
He's my honey boy, my ever loving pride and joy
He's my honey boy, my ever loving pride and joy.
Sweet kisses are his claim to fame
In my heart
Look, I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance (six minutes, six minutes)
Something's
your twenty-four symptom
Just a little
Just for fifteen minutes
I want a little
15 minutes of fun, pleasure
Now you're gonna go insane
minutes on a couch with you
What a good idea
If I had 15 minutes on a couch with you
The things that you're wearin' won't stop me now, hey!
What a good idea
flawlessly, mmh yeah
It only takes 15 minutes
To show you how I can get it, yeah
It only takes but a moment
To show you that I can own it, yeah
Why do I try
15 minutes avant ton 15 minutes de pause
15 clopes dans ta journée, c'est ton luxe de pauvre
15 personnes dans la file d'attente
15 raisons pour
shell toes
And then we'll go to Venice
You roll so good you might as well let me hit it
For like 15 minutes
Girl, you never gon' forget it
And if you
don't pierce it.
Kiss away dependency
Show me what it means to be
Clean and full of dirty bliss
15 minutes more of this.
What's your favorite color
I may be wrong
I may be very wrong
I'll be back in 15 minutes
When they make me a superstar
When I'm back in 15 minutes
I won't forget who you
all good
You know
15 minutes doesn't mean it's gonna last forever
It comes and it goes
If you know
CHORUS:
Then maybe you'll sleep tonight
Maybe
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