Hover Near Fame lyrics

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I trust as far as I can spit
You can read deep into it
New York nightlife isn`t shit
Without a storyboard
I don`t think much impresses me
Like a drunk celebrity
Just fall down and fall asleep
Like the rest

On your way out
Don`t bother picking up your tab
It`s a stake out
Hanging on with baited breath
You`re just milking this to death

So sad I have to disappoint
Her need is not a selling point
The drinks are better in this joint
Everyone`s a friend
Not that the nightlife isn`t great
And if I seem to be I rate
Don`t have tolerence for fakes
What`s to say...

On your way out
Don`t bother picking up your tab
It`s a stake out
Hanging on with baited breath
You`re just milking this to death

Somewhere the novelty wore thin
In the city I was in
There was an actor soaked in gin
With an entourage
This is my home away from home
Get a barstool of your own
I watch you sinking like a stone
What a sight...

On your way out
Don`t bother picking up your tab
It`s a stake out
Hanging on with baited breath
You`re just milking this for

Access...What little we posess
Any other pays the cover
But it wouldn`t be the same

Access...Destined to impress
You can follow every model
But you always try to hover near fame

Access...What little we posess
Any other pays the cover
But it wouldn`t be the same

Access...Destined to impress
You can follow every model
But you always try to hover near fame
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