"Fame" as written by Kenneth Bartolomei, Jay W. Jenkins, Andrew Beardmore, Jonathan David Grant, Anthony Patrick James Mcguinness, Paavo Olavi Siljamaki, Clifford Joseph Jr. Harris, Kevin Dean Crowe and Erik Reyes Ortiz....
I've been to New York City
And I walked the weakest roads.
Seen L.A. and its perfect salesman,
All dressed in holy robes.

And all that's left to say,
Is spread throughout this town.
You wanna get lost at the foot of my cross.
Then come on, baby.
And it's in your face,
Can read it clearly now.
Looks like I'm lost at the foot or your cross.
So come on save me.

I've been to Chicago
And don't think I haven't crossed the seas
Seen Milan and its model fashion.
It brings me to my knees.
I think I've come undone.

And all that's left to say,
Is spread throughout this town.
You wanna get lost at the foot of my cross.
Then come on, baby.
And it's in your face,
Can read it clearly now.
Looks like I'm lost at the foot or your cross.
So come on save me.

And all that's left to say,
Is spread throughout this town.
You wanna get lost at the foot of my cross.
Then come on, baby.
And it's in your face,
Can read it clearly now.
Looks like I'm lost at the foot or your cross.
So come on save me.

And I think I've come undone.


Lyrics submitted by Aerion

"Fame" as written by Carlos Alomar David Bowie

Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, TINTORETTO MUSIC

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