Everybody look at me
An actress with dense harmony
I wear pink feathers
And I live on Broadway
I'm on my way
And the bitchin' weather's gay

I'm hungry for more
I'm hungry for more
I'm yearning for more fine dining
Yes, I'm hungry for more than Rousseau

Hungover on all the pretty glamour
I'm on my way to the ka-ka-ka-boom
I wanna thank Mary W. for the inspiration
I'm on my way to the public nation

I'm hungry for more
I'm hungry for more
I'm yearning for more fine dining
Yes, I'm hungry for more than Rousseau

Ohhhh!
Ohhhh!
Ohhhh!
Ohhhh!

Hollywood
Jollywood
Here we come, alright!
Cause you know that I'm...


Hungry for more
I'm hungry for more
I'm yearning for more fine dining
Yes, I'm hungry for more than Rousseau


I'm hungry for more
I'm hungry for more
I'm yearning for more fine dining
Yes, I'm hungry for more than Rousseau

I'm hungry baby for more than Rousseau
You know I'm hungry for more than you know who
Oh baby, I want some more chili cheese fries
But oh baby, I also want some of your good soul


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