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Puddle Of Mudd - Famous (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Puddle of Mudd
Puddle of Mudd
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Howes
Brian Howes
Composer
Doug Ardito
Doug Ardito
Composer
W. Scantlin
W. Scantlin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Howes
Brian Howes
Producer
Wesley Scantlin
Wesley Scantlin
Producer
Jack Joseph Puig
Jack Joseph Puig
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Since it means so much to you Yeah Yeah Hollywood Hills, pocket full of shells Sunset drag and I haven't even slept all day Zone in, something's gotta give Might as well live it up until the fat lady sings You want it, you got it It's everything you dreamed Cause I just wanna be famous Be so fuckin' jaded 'Cause all the Playboy bunnies take my money from me Show up at the Oscars Smoke out Dennis Hopper The money is for nothing and the chicks are for free Yeah, I wanna be Fa fa fa famous We sleep all day, and still get paid When the sun goes down, we'll do it all over again 'Cause when you're on a roll, they gotta let you go Right through the back door Let the games begin You want it, you got it It's everything you dreamed 'Cause I just wanna be famous Be so fuckin' jaded 'Cause all the Playboy bunnies take my money from me Show up at the Oscars Smoke out Dennis Hopper The money is for nothing and the chicks are for free Yeah, I wanna be Fa fa fa famous I hope that it's everything that you dreamed about Be careful what you wish for Hope that it's everything that you dreamed When everything's falling apart at the seams And I know that you never believed in me Don't ever let 'em fuck with your dreams, yeah (Since it means so much to you...) You want it, you got it It's everything you dreamed 'Cause I just wanna be famous Be so fuckin' jaded 'Cause all the Playboy bunnies take my money from me Show up at the Oscars Smoke out Dennis Hopper The money is for nothing and the chicks are for free I just wanna be famous 'Cause fame is contagious Now all the playboy bunnies want more money from me Show up at the Grammys So loaded they ban me The money is for nothing and the chicks are for free Yeah, I wanna be, fa fa fa Famous Yeah, I wanna be, fa fa fa Famous
Writer(s): Brian Howes, Doug Ardito, Wesley Scantlin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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