David Bowie
Fame [Full Version]
[Verse 1: Simon Le Bon, Andy Taylor & John Taylor]
Fame, makes a man take things over
Fame, lets him loose, and hard to swallow
Fame, puts you there, when things are hollow
Fame

[Chous 1: Simon Le Bon, Andy Taylor & John Taylor]
Fame, it's not your brain, just a flame
A funny tin to dip you insane
Fame

[Verse 2: Simon Le Bon, Andy Taylor & John Taylor]
Fame, what you like is in the Limo
Fame, what you get is no tomorrow
Fame, what you need you have to borrow
Fame

[Chorus 2: Simon Le Bon, Andy Taylor & John Taylor]
Fame, "Nein! It's mine!" is just his line
He's only trying to drive you to crime... (Crime)

[Verse 3: Simon Le Bon, Andy Taylor & John Taylor]
Is it any wonder
I'll reject you first
Is it any wonder
You're too cool to fool
[Chorus 3: Simon Le Bon, Andy Taylor & John Taylor]
Fame
Bully for you, chilly for me
Got to get a rain check on... pain (Pain)
Fame

[Coda: Simon Le Bon, Andy Taylor & John Taylor]
Fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame, fame
What's your name? What's your name? What's your name? What's your name?
What a game, what a game, what a game, what a game
What a shame, shame, shame, shame, shame
What a shame, shame, shame, shame, shame, shame, shame, shame, shame, shame, shame, shame, shame, shame