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Although I've been here beforeYou've got that thing I can't ignoreIt's on the surfaceI know it's shallow and it's vainBut I love it just the sameIt gives me purposeLet me love you unconciouslyWhile you're on your way thereI wanna sleep with youAnd your entourageLondon, Paris and MilanYou're just waiting for a manTo be exoticYou're a baby, you're a punkI only love you when I'm drunkI'm alcoholicYou've got a Tiffany key-ringYou've got no keys, no homeI wanna live with youAnd your entourage, alright?You're famous, they're famousWe stand in rooms where nothing can be saidSongtexteAnd nothing can be heardYou were famous for your fameAnd now you're drowning in champagneHey, how you doing?Did you take her to your clubAnd did you claim to be in loveWhile you were screwing?Since we're through with moralityCan I sleep with your wife?I wanna be like youAnd your entourage, tonightI wanna live like youAnd your entourage Aus Songtexte Mania