- Votes:
- Composer:
- Michael Geoffrey Skinner
 
- Tags:
- fm4
 
- See also:
Streets - When You Wasn't Famous lyrics
Ah, see, right see the thing
 That's got it all fucked up now is camera phones
 How the hell am I supposed to be able to do a line
 In front of complete strangers
 When I know they've all got cameras?
 When you're a famous boy
 It gets really easy to get girls
 It's all so easy, you get a bit spoilt
 So when you try to pull a girl
 Who is also famous too
 It feels just like when you wasn't famous
 The celebrity pages in papers don't tell tales
 That are always to the line of the truth
 It's till a line at which most likely you'll have the time
 Or enough finance to sue
 Which is why it's so frightening buying papers in the morning
 Fearing the next Mike Skinner scoop
 'Cause I used to believe what I read
 So now I know that others will believe that it's true
 But I realized with you the truth canbe
 A whole lot worse than the flack
 My whole life I never thought I'd see
 A pop star smoke crack
 And I must admit I was quite shocked
 With that thing you did with me on my back
 But outside in the lobby, I shouldn't have laughed
 When you slapped that man
 When you're a famous boy
 It gets really easy to get girls
 It's all so easy you get a bit spoilt
 So when you try to pull a girl
 Who is also famous too
 It feels just like when you wasn't famous
 You were so much fun
 I really got to like you more than you liked me
 I really hoped that you'd stay
 Considering the amount of prang you'd done
 You looked amazing on CD UK
 You learn dances, do promo, cameras flashing
 Get in the van an' zoom away
 I wake up high, dizzy feel, hung over
 And sorry for my doomed dayStreets - When You Wasn't Famous - http://motolyrics.com/streets/when-you-wasnt-famous-lyrics.html
 But I know I got a bit close to you
 And that you found it fucking boring
 You taught me so much about
 How to deal with the fire I'd fallen in
 And what version of a rumor
 Would be next day everyone's story of me
 You taught me all the realities
 And turn the page and ignore 'em
 When you're a famous boy
 It gets really easy to get girls
 It's all so easy you get a bit spoilt
 So when you try to pull a girl
 Who is also famous too
 It feels just like when you wasn't famous
 Anyway I had to rest my beer hat
 Delete my dealer's number and unroll my bank notes
 And we were on borrowed time anyway
 What with the daily toilet papers not knowin'
 And I knew that when the people who thought they knew you
 When they found out, I would've been mocked
 Which is ironic, 'cause in reality
 Standing next to you I look fucking soft
 Whenever I see you on MTV
 I can't stop my big wide smile
 And past the children's appeal
 I see the darkness behind
 We both know the scratches on my back
 Much better than the alludes and lies
 I miss the bitchin' and shoutin'
 But I'm glad I got out in time
 When you're a famous boy
 It gets really easy to get girls
 It's all so easy you get a bit spoilt
 So when you try to pull a girl
 Who is also famous too
 It feels just like when you wasn't famous
 You can't keep fucking popstars
 We've got a fucking business to run
 There are industry repercussions, Michael
 I know









