Fake Your Way To The Top 歌词

Thirteen years of solid gold platters Rising cost and cocktail chatter Fat deejays, stereophonic sound The game of hits goes around and around But you can fake your way to the top 'Round and around, Try that part baby 'Round and around! Fake your way to the top 'Round and around! You fit right in there sweetheart! You can fake your way to the top 'Round and around! Shit, I knew you'd have it baby! But it's always real, so real(always so real) When you're comin' down! I know what's happenin'(doo, doot, doo) I been around(doo, doot, doo) Faking my way(doo, doot, doo) Through every town(doo, doot, doo) I make my livin'(doo, doot ,doo) Off of my sound(doo, doot, doo) And the game of hits Goes around, and around, and around, and around (Round and around...) A man gets lonely(doo, doot, doo) Work hard on the road(doo, doot, doo) Being away from his mama(doo, doot, doo) And goes hangin' on(doo, doot, doo) Time to bring up the lights Yeah Let's get one of this girls going to home with Jimmy tonight Yeah I got a nice warm bed C'mon now who wants to sit on daddy's lap Yeah, break it down Hey yeah Uh I fake my way to the top('round and around) Oh yeah('round and around) I got fake my way to the top('round and around) I fake my way to the top('round and around) Oh yes, oh yes... And it's always real, so real(always so real) When you coming down I fake my way Yes I did Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Help me Jesus!(Help me Jesus!) Help, help...Help me Jesus!(Help me Jesus!) Fake my way to the top! Uou...!