Text: Fluffy. Black Eye. Too Famous.

You've got so many fans
they love you not your backing band
You're so fantastic, in fact you're great
Oh yeah, don't take of those shades

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Too famous
Las Vegas
Too famous

The women throw themselves at you
They're so many what can you do?
When the kids scream there is a racket
You've got a magnificent packet

Chorus

No one washes the place you kiss
Cause you're on God's holy list
You are a horizontal hoover
Shake those hips you little mover

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1st verse repeated

Chorus x 2