I can't explain glacial motion
Or why Los Angeles don't
Drop into the ocean
I can't unfold the
Layers of mystery
Or piece together the
Tragedy of history
'Cuz those lucky suckers,
They don't have to work
Big 3-D billboards
And big 30-foot Smurfs
And everybody wants
To be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me,
I'm naked and famous
I met a poet, said she didn't
Like the smell of it
Then took her clothes off in a
Restaurant for the hell of it
I met a DJ who lived in seclusion,
Reality and sobriety were her only delusions
And those lucky bastards,
They don't have to work
Big 3-D billboards
And big 30-foot Smurfs
And everybody wants
To be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me,
I'm naked and famous
Woo uh hoo hoo hoo
Wow ah hoo hoo hoo
Well, don't get a nosebleed,
Don't get upset
We can't be naked and famous just yet
There's a big gold dollar
Sign on the Sunset Strip
And you can send your friend a postcard,
It ain't worth the trip
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked
Wow wow yeah
Ah hoo hoo hoo
Whoo
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me I'm naked and fmaous
Writer(s): David Michael Dederer, Jason S. Finn, Chris Ballew
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