Fames What She's Wanting
Not a Face in the Crowd,
Just a Disposable Pop Star
She's Staring Down From 30 Thousand Feet Above the Planet
She Gets the Sense Nothing's Behind Her Anymore
Her Quest For Fame Has Left Her Nothing Short of a Fanatic
For the Chance to Be the One That We Adore
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Fame's What She's Wanting,
You Can't Go to Far When I Thats Who You Are
Fame's What She's Wanting
Not a Face in the Crowd,
Just a Disposable Pop Star
They Called Her Princess Cause They Always Knew She'd Be a Servant
Never Having Ambition in Her Life
They All Knew She'd End Up Just Another Loser's Girlfriend
Who'd Have Thought That She'd Become a Jedi Knight
It's a Sweet/bad Taste of It