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So they made you a star,Now your head's in a cloud,Now you're walking down the streetWith your feet off the ground.They read in the press all about your success,They believe every word they've been told.After all you've been through, tell me what will you doWhen you find yourself out in the cold?Ah, tell me.Ah, tell me.When you appear on the stageThere's a standing ovation.You really live out your performance,You're the biggest sensation.You breeze through the door and when you take the floorYou expect to have it all to yourself.After all you've been through, tell me what will you doWhen you find yourself back on the shelf?Ah, tell me.Ah, tell me.You breeze through the door and when you take the floorYou expect to have it all to yourself.After all you've been through tell me what will you doWhen you find yourself back on the shelf?Ah, tell me.Ah, tell me. Aus Songtexte Mania