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(D.Bowie, J.Lennon, C.Alomar) Performed by David Bowie Fame, makes a man take things over Fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow Fame, puts you there, where things are hollow Fame Fame, it's not your brain, it's just the flame that burns the change to keep you insane Fame Fame, what you like is in the Limo Fame, what you get is no tomorrow Fame, what you need you have to borrow Fame Fame, 'Nien! It's mine!' is just his line to bind your time, it drives you to, ah, crime Fame Could it be the best, could it be? Really be, really, babe? Could it be, my babe, could it, babe? Really be, really, babe? SongtexteIs it any wonder I reject you first? Fame, fame, fame, fame Is it any wonder you're too cool to fool Fame Fame, bully for you, chilly for me Got to get a rain-check on pain Fame {vocoder} ba ba be ba be ba be ba be ba be ba ba ba ba ba ba baby, baby baby Fame What's your name? Aus Songtexte Mania