Ooh wowowowowow
First they tell you you're gonna be the next big thing
Put roses in your dressing room every time you sing
Till you ask for a little consideration
Then they call you a diva
Pink slip "termanation"
They grab the next yapper
Just walking down the street
They've got him singing your songs
Mark in your tree

It's lonely at the top
When the lights go down and the cheering stops
You've got no real friends
No place to call home!
It's all good doggie
But no bone1 (no no no bone!)

And the next thing you know they ain't bringing you roses
It's all cold stares
Cold shoulder
"Cold noses"
He doesn't write
Doesnt call
Doesn't howl you name
All that he can think about is fortune and fame
There ain't nothing I can do
To turn his head and excite him
Sometimes I swear I just want to bite him!

Its lonely at the top
When the lights go down
And the cheerin stops
You've got no real friends
No place to call home
It's all good doggie (good doggie)
(It's all good doggie)
But no bone! wowow nonono!wow

Good doggie (no Bone)
Good doggie (no Bone)
Good doggie (no Bone)
Good doggie (no Bone)
Good doggie (no Bone)
Good doggie (no Bone)
Good doggie (no Bone)
Good doggie (no Bone)
Good doggie (no Bone)
Not even a little tiny bone
Good doggie (no Bone)
No bone oh wowowwo!

And no bone owowow!