I can't help it if I make a scene, Stepping out of my hot pink limousine. I'm turning heads and I'm stopping traffic, When I pose, they scream and when I joke, they laugh. I've got a pair of eyes that they're getting lost in, They're hypnotized by my way of walking, I've got them dazzled like a stage magician, When I point, they look, and when I talk, they listen. Well, everybody needs a friend, And I got you and you and you. So many, I can't even name them, Can you blame me, I'm too famous.