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Although I've been here beforeYou've got that thing I can't ignoreIt's on the surface.I know it's shallow and it's vainBut I love it just the same;It gives me purpose.Let me love you unconsciouslyWhile you're on your way thereI want to sleep with youAnd your entourageTonight.London, Paris and MilanYou're just waiting for a manTo be exotic.You're a baby, you're a punkI only love you when I'm drunk;I'm alcoholic.You've got a Tiffany key ring;You've got no keys, no home.I want to live with youAnd your entourageAll right.You're famous, they're famousWe stand in roomsSongtexteWhere nothing can be saidAnd nothing can be heard.You were famous for your fameAnd now you're drowning in champagne.Hey, how you doing?Did you take her to your club?Did you claim to be in loveWhile you were screwing?Now we're through with morality,Can I sleep with your wife?I want to be like youAnd your entourageTonight.I want to be like youAnd your entourageAll right. Aus Songtexte Mania