Letra de Super eight

I don't like the script and I don't like the set I can't stand the humor it's tired and it's dry I dont like the hours and the big blinding lights I dont like the make-up I just want the money hell no, that's great we use a super eight and now we are stars the talent, yes, talent you have it and you flaunt it baby, come and drive my car got charity functions toast to friends and foes and I've walked on so many pilots I'm up there with ella west, my hero well cut, that's a take don't doubt yourself you do great you're my star on super eight the talent, yes, talent you have it and you flaunt it yes, they're gonna know your face