Well I was sitting in my limousine drinking champagne, when this little girl knocked on my door. She was crying for my money and I told her: "Little honey I don't have enough I need more." She was poor I am rich, so what I really didn't need was that bitch. But anyway I asked her to sit on my seat so I could mingle off her clothes, and feel her heart beat.
Everybody knows my name. Everybody wants my fame. There's nobody I can blame. Jamie Fame Flame, that's my name.
Next day in the paper, I read about a raper, a picture that was supposed to be me. So when I was walking down the stairs and I didn't seem to care, I met this crowd and they were shouting at me. They were jumping on my records, burning all my pictures, closing down the fanclub, turning over my car. Then I realized that they were all hypnotized, and that I was no longer a star.
Everybody hates my name. Maybe I should do the same. There's just one man I can blame. Jamie Fame Flame, that's my name.
Then I woke up in the morning in the middle of a dessert, I found myself alone without clothes. I was freezing, I was yawning, then I met this little wizard, and he taught me how to sing with my nose. We sang a lot of songs of what is right and what is wrong, I felt like if I was in a haze. And he took me to a cave where we all were warm and safe. That was the place where I ended my days.
Everybody knew my name. Everybody wanted my fame. There's just one man I could blame. Jamie Fame Flame, was my name.
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