Fame lyrics by Vaux

IŠe 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 thatŠ left to say,
Is spread throughout this town.

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You wanna get lost at the foot of my cross.
Then come on, baby.
And itŠ in your face,
Can read it clearly now.
Looks like IŠ lost at the foot or your cross.
So come on save me.

IŠe been to Chicago
And donŠ think I havenŠ crossed the seas
Seen Milan and its model fashion.
It brings me to my knees.
I think IŠe come undone.

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

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

And I think IŠe come undone.