You're suitably at one with your body and the sun yes you are! You've read Karl Marx and you've taught yourself to dance
You're the best by far! But you keep asking the question
oh you're not supposed to mention.
When will I will I be famous? I can't answer I can't answer that. When will I see my picture in the paper? I can't answer I can't answer that.
When will I will I be famous? You keep asking me babe.
You're a slave to fashion and your life is full of passion
It's the way you are! You've suffered for your art with the iogging in the park
You know you should go far! But you keep asking the question oh
you're not supposed to mention.
When will I will I be famous? . . .
Oh I can't tell you when you'll see your name up in lights. When will I will I be famous? You keep asking me babe. I can't wait!
You won't suffer in silence
You're a talent you know that I've noticed
You'd like to be a legend a big star over night!
I can't answer your question
- I can't wait - it's driving me insane
And you're impossible in patience tearing at my brain!
When will I will I be famous? I can't answer I can't answer that. When will I will I be famous? I can't answer I can't answer that. When will I will I be famous? I can't answer I can't answer that.