Fame By: Michael Dykhoff 2/21/02 Little miss fashion show. Wherever you go, boys follow. It�s nice to know, Things are casual. Didn�t take that long, To lose the thong. Sit back relax. Turn it up to the max. The sex was great. Nine months later, it�s too late. Sickened by the way you look. Probably all the pills you took. Bloodshot eyes and numb skin. No amount of fun, can measure the pain your in. Last call, the show is over. Get up and pretend you�re sober. There�s a life you�ve got to get back too. What would happen if your fans knew? Put your cover up on, or you wont look the same. People don�t realize the price of fame. Little Mr. Country cock. Wherever you go girls flock. You don�t know why. Your dreams pass you by. Keep looking for the quick fix. You wont find it in dirty chicks. Invite them up for the night. They don�t look good, but that�s all right. Get out the dollar bills and beers. Snort the powder off the mirrors. No one cares they always look the other way. If you give them some for a rainy day. Walking talking, yea you�ve got it all. But your bleeding inside, your about to fall. Lights go out, don�t know where you�re at. Dr. say�s lets have a chat. Too many needles and �get yourself laids� Led to your destruction, you�ve got aids. Didn�t want to end like this. You sealed it with one last kiss. Last call, the show is over. Get up and pretend you�re sober. There�s a life you�ve got to get back too. What would happen if your fans knew? Put your cover up on, or you wont look the same. People don�t realize the price of fame. Little miss Hollywood. Wonder why it feels so good. Polaroid all day, red carpet all night. Just so magazines will write, �damn was she so pretty.� Walk of fame, TV shows. Just so everybody knows- your still a sex kitty.. Glamour shots, movie spots. Film premiers, between the tears. Don�t be afraid to be yourself, Is what she lies to herself. But it doesn�t help; it only makes things worse. Don�t know why the good life, is such a curse. People�s favorite actress of the year, �Thank you so much, she says with a tear� If only there was something to help you. But the bottle is all that gets through.
