Gimme gimme gimme one more chance I spent my royalties on call boys Just a temporary slip of fate On a moonlit street I can tell just by the way you glance You heard the word about my greatness But when my money's gone and I'm all alone What's a girl to do?
(Chorus) So pick me off of the floor And put me in your show tonight I'm designed to blow your mind If you just let me be myself So get me off of this road And put me in your show tonight I was born for the bright spot lights Everybody knows
There's no guilt about the things I do You've got to take it where you find it And I've starved enough and worked hard enough The pay's overdue Never mind about the state I'm in Its just a matter of appearance I'm a superstar if you send a car And a little cash on the side
(Chorus) Hows a girl out of luck gonna find herself? Call me a tramp and a drunk Its just packaging Just a part of fame