Lyrics

I can see me, I can see me Livin' just like Clara Sippin' champagne, can't you see me? In the middle of the dance floor I can see you sweepin' the dust off this porch That could be me, that could be me Doin' things like Clara Flirtin' madly, lookin' dreamy These are things you take a chance for Says here she dropped out of high school! It must be great to be called the "It Girl" Your face on every magazine That's where I'm gonna end up one day Trust me You are not droppin' out of school! Now, help me get the dust off this porch It's all just goin' be here again tomorrow And we'll sweep it away again tomorrow I wanna be her, I wanna be her Dressed in style like Clara I can see me, can you see me? The main attraction at the picture show Like Clara Bow I wanna live the life of an outlaw I'm gonna be like Billy the Kid And when the law has got me surrounded No doubt I'm gonna shoot my way out There were no man alive to outdraw him No barroom bully could stand a chance He had the looks that everyone goes for Me too Billy I want to be you Bang bang, you're dead Bang bang, you're dead Ain't nothing I can't do with a gun Go help your Pa load the wagon Why can't we stay Pa? I don't own the land And it ain't worth it to them to have me work it no more You're gonna like West Dallas It's the Devil's back porch You watch that mouth of yours! I didn't give it that name! It's what they call West Dallas With your father gone, we couldn't afford to stay in Rowena But why here? Because Grandma Mary has been nice enough to take us in God, this place is a shithole I'll be ready, I'll be ready When I switch to Clara Ridin' horses, goin' steady With a guy who owns a jazz bar I'm gonna make a whole lot of money I wont count cents like my Ma and Pa I will wear Sunday clothes on a Tuesday Some day No one will stand in my way They say when you're a star in the movies You get to keep the clothes you wear Big stars make thirty dollars a week Jesus! I wanna be her, I wanna be her Dressed in style like Clara I can see me, can you see me? The main attraction at the picture show Like Clara Bow Like Clara Bow The main attraction at the picture show Bang bang, you're dead Bang bang, you're dead Ain't nothing I can't do with a gun Marvin Ivan Barrow, Clyde Chestnut Barrow You have been found guilty You are both hereby sentenced to two years at the McLennan County Jail I'm gonna be the guy kids look up to They'll cut their hair the way I cut mine Capone was just like me when he started - some guy He made it big, and so will I It must be great to be called the "It Girl" That isn't what they're calling me (Capone is more to be than a hero) But one day soon, I bet you they will, trust me (I wanna be like him) I wanna be her, I wanna be her (I wanna be like Al Capone) Dressed in style like Clara (He's my hero) I can see me, can you see me? (Al Capone I wanna be you) Bang bang! The main attraction at the picture show Bang bang! Like Clara Bow Bang bang! Like Clara Bow The main attraction (I wanna be like) Al Capone (Clara Bow)
Writer(s): Frank Wildhorn, Don Black Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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