Fake Your Way to the Top [Jennifer H, Beyoncé]

[Jimmy:] Thirteen years of solid gold platters Rising costs and cocktail chatter Fat deejays, stereophonic sound, oh baby The game of hits gooes around and around But you can fake your way to the top Around and around (Try that part righ there, baby.) [Lorrell:] Round and around [Jimmy:] Fake your way to the top [Deena:] Round and around [Jimmy:] (Yeah, you fell right in there, didn't you, sweetheart?) You can fake your way to the top [Effie:] Round and around [Jimmy:] (Shit, I knew you'd have it!) But it's always real, so real [Effie/Deena/Lorrell:] Always so real [Jimmy:] When you're comin' down I know what's happ'nin', I been around Fakin' my way through every town I make my livin' off o' me sound And the game of hits It does around and around And around and around [Effie/Deena/Lorrell:] Around and around Around and around [Jimmy:] A man gets lonely Workin' hard on the road He's away from his woman It's a heavy load Time ought bring up the light! Yeah, lets see which one of these girls is goin' home with Jimmy tonight! Yeah, I got a nice warm bed waitin' on ya. Alright now, come on now, who wants to sit on Daddy's lap? Break it down. I said I faked my way to the top Oh-oh You know I faked my way to the top Yeah-yeah Oh, yes I did I faked my way to the top Oh yeah, oh yes I did... And it's always real, so real, baby When you're comin' down Help me Jesus Help help help help me, Jesus Fake my way to the top!