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Yes, it's number one, it's Top of the Pops I've just come in at number 25 I'm oh, so happy, so glad to be alive And everybody says it's gonna get to the top Life is so easy when your record's hot Go tell my mama and my sister, too Press my trousers and polish my shoes I might even end up a rock and roll god It might turn into a steady job My agent said to me, "Son, I always told you so" Now my record's number 11 on the BBC But number seven in the N.M.E. Now the Melody Maker want to interview me And ask about my politics and theories on religion Now my record's up to number three And a woman recognized me and started to scream This all seems like a crazy dream I've been invited to a dinner with a prominent queen Now I've got friends that I thought I'd never had before It's strange how people want you when your record's high When it drops down, they just pass you by Now my agent called me on the telephone He said, "Son, your record's just got to number one" And you know what this means? This means you can earn some real money
Writer(s): Ray Davies Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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