I was born on an island
The island of Manhattan
Dreamt all my life of a career on the
Great White way
Producer Norman Paperman
Director Norman Paperman
And I made it!

In a sort of off-the-wall way, I found my
Calling, Listen

Up every morning, out every evening
Hustling for headlines, that's what I do
Table at Sardi's, grappling for gossip
Working the press for a mention or two

I never acted like some nervous rookie
Right from the start I was hot as a cookie
I was the numero uno
What a debut

Public Relations, Public Relations
Boozing and schmozing, that's what I do
PR's my vocation
And I'm a sensation
Public relations
Such hullabaloo
But I went full throttle
Never could slow down
Then out of nowhere a mild heart attack
Middle age crisis
Face the big questions
had to get off of this foolish fast track

It all started out
As an ad in the paper
Now it's turned into
A tropical caper
But it's only public relations
And that's what I do


Public Relations, Public Relations
Ego inflation, that's what I do
Isn't it wonderful, isn't it fabulous
Public Relations, such hullabaloo

Give this some thought Norman
Things can get sticky
Here in the tropics
Wine turns to glue

I've never seen such a beautifl ocean

Holy Sweet Jesus, he's got no clue

I'll buy this place
I am expatriating

You as a landlord
Sounds intoxicating
it'ls only Public Relations
Who's screwing who
No, not that old PR
Of yacking and quacking
Making folks happy
That's what i'll do
Sunshine and sea air
palm trees, martinis
That's what I yearn for
Like you, you, and you

Just give me some time
And I'll make it come true!

Lyrics submitted by SexieSadie

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