Born again, and one day old An untold story to unfold. I could be Prime Minister And turn my country I wish I - Nothing quite as sinister As all she's ever seen
But I like the look of that movie scene Picture myself with a beauty queen Is there something you're not telling me? Something wrong with what you've fed to me? Today I saw my father cry He wondered what she'd fed to me. It made me cry to see him weak He told me dreams were meant for sleep And turned his back, looked to the sky Raised his arms and asked me why:
There's one born every minute? There's one born every minute. Why do you have to aim so high? There's no safety net If you fall, you'll die.
One born every minute.
The world is such a pretty place With your pretty wife and your pretty face I flew to Hollywood last night They told me 'Boy, your face ain't right.' My beauty queen from a time ago No I don't think she loved me at all - So I turned my back, looked to the sky, Raised my arms and asked you why:
There's one born every minute? There's one born every minute. Why do you have to run so fast? Learn to live like me Watch life go past.
One born every minute.
Why do you have to aim so high? There's no safety net, If you fall, you'll die.
Oh moon please be gentle, With my fragile hopes and dreams. It was only yesterday, That I was brought onto this scene. If it's all the same to you, I think I'll go now but return. Being born yesterday Gives me a lot to learn Gives me a lot to learn