Somebody Famous
Please, Mr. Surgeon, I don't want to be a nuisance
Can you make me look like someone I'm not
Better hair, better teeth can you do these things for me
So I carry the physique of a god
I just want to be mistaken for somebody famous
But not one of the jerks or a terrible racist
For the moment your eyes meet mine, I want to believe it, too
I just want to be mistaken for somebody famous
Tall, dark, and handsome, are they holding it for ransom
If you want, I'll sell off part of my soul
There's really nothing to it when you're trying to keep it fluid
I'm not sure how much is left in the bowl
I just want to be mistaken for somebody famous
But not one of the jerks or a terrible racist
For the moment your eyes meet mine, I want to believe it, too
I just want to be mistaken for somebody famous
Would you notice me at all if I were taller
How can I move your needle, anyway?
No, I'm not doing well
The dark circles 'round my eyes have tales to tell
I just want to be mistaken for somebody famous
But not one of the jerks or a terrible racist
For the moment your eyes meet mine, I want to believe it, too
We all want to be mistaken for somebody famous
Can you make me look like someone I'm not
Better hair, better teeth can you do these things for me
So I carry the physique of a god
I just want to be mistaken for somebody famous
But not one of the jerks or a terrible racist
For the moment your eyes meet mine, I want to believe it, too
I just want to be mistaken for somebody famous
Tall, dark, and handsome, are they holding it for ransom
If you want, I'll sell off part of my soul
There's really nothing to it when you're trying to keep it fluid
I'm not sure how much is left in the bowl
I just want to be mistaken for somebody famous
But not one of the jerks or a terrible racist
For the moment your eyes meet mine, I want to believe it, too
I just want to be mistaken for somebody famous
Would you notice me at all if I were taller
How can I move your needle, anyway?
No, I'm not doing well
The dark circles 'round my eyes have tales to tell
I just want to be mistaken for somebody famous
But not one of the jerks or a terrible racist
For the moment your eyes meet mine, I want to believe it, too
We all want to be mistaken for somebody famous
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Writer(s): Justin Reynolds
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