My mama told me I could be a movie star Go real far Private jet I’d be set Ain’t gotta worry ’bout nothing but to cash that gold If I pay attention I could be next you’d be wrecked On my fabulousness Ain’t gotta try when you’re living that fly Take another look in the mirror now Can’t you see it’s just a little bit gray
If you want Wanna be free I can show you if you hold on to me If you want to live in your pain You can hide me but you’ll go insane Trying to be like
All the ladies on the west side All the ladies on the east side Give it up easy for the starlight All the ladies on the west side (Riding in their black limousines) All the ladies on the east side (Everybody’s dying to look like a magazine) Give it up easy for the starlight You know you’re better than that You know you you know you You know you’re better than that
But seriously if you don’t care Why you stare Be like me I’m not lonely Ain’t gotta worry about anything but to cash that gold I found escrow in Bel Air Got my fairweather friends We pretend like life’s the best Ain’t gotta try when you’re living that fly Take another look in the mirror now Can’t you see it’s just a little bit grey
If you want Wanna be free I can show you if you hold on to me If you want to live in your pain You can hide me but you’ll go insane Trying to be like
All the ladies on the west side All the ladies on the east side Give it up easy for the starlight All the ladies on the west side (Riding in their black limousines) All the ladies on the east side (Everybody’s dying to look like a magazine) Give it up easy for the starlight You know you’re better than that You know you you know you You know you’re better than that
Turn it up Turn it all around You can turn the tide Like Vanna turns a vowel I see your flashy styles I want that big bright smile Everywhere I go On the magazines and TV Everybody’s saying ‘Hey look wanna be me?’ Look at that hair Look at those hot shoes If you want a man I gotta do it like they do But something feels so wrong Like I’m just trying to sing their song Sure you got a lot to say Yeah I’m listening But until you really see me You’re just talking like
The ladies on the west side All the ladies on the east side All the ladies on the west side All the ladies on the east side Give it up easy for the starlight All the ladies on the west side (Riding in their black limousines) All the ladies on the east side (Everybody’s dying to look like a magazine) Give it up easy for the starlight You know you’re better than that You know you you know you You know you’re better than that