Gimme gimme gimme one more chance 
I spent my royalties on call boys 
Just a temporary slip of fate 
I'm on this street 
I can tell just by the way you glance 
You heard the word about my greatness 
But when my money's gone and I'm all alone 
What's a girl to do?

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So pick me off of the floor 
And put me in your show tonight 
I'm designed to blow your mind 
If you just let me be myself 
So get me off of this road 
And put me in your show tonight 
Everybody knows 

There's no guilt about the things I do 
You've got to take it where you find it 
And I've starved enough and worked hard enough 
The pay's overdue 
Never mind about the state I'm in 
Its just a matter of appearance 
I'm a superstar if you send a car 
And a little cash on the side 

(Chorus)

Hows a girl out of luck gonna find herself? 
Call me a tramp and a drunk 
Its just packaging 
Just a part of fame 
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