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Puddle Of Mudd - Famous (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doug Ardito
Doug Ardito
Bass
Christian Stone
Christian Stone
Lead Guitar
Wesley Scantlin
Wesley Scantlin
Lead Vocals
Ryan Yerdon
Ryan Yerdon
Drums
Brian Howes
Brian Howes
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Howes
Brian Howes
Songwriter
Doug Ardito
Doug Ardito
Songwriter
Wesley Scantlin
Wesley Scantlin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Howes
Brian Howes
Producer
Jack Joseph Puig
Jack Joseph Puig
Mixing Engineer
Jason Van Poederooyen
Jason Van Poederooyen
Engineer
Matt Serecchio
Matt Serecchio
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Since it means so much to you... Yeah Yeah Hollywood Hills, pocket full of shells Sunset drag and I haven't even slept all day Zone in, something's gotta give Might as well live it up until the fat lady sings You want it, you got it It's everything you dreamed of I just wanna be famous, be so f- jaded 'Cause all the Playboy bunnies take my money from me Show up at the Oscars, smoke out Dennis Hopper The money is for nothin' and the chicks are for free Yeah, I wanna be (fa-fa-fa-famous) You sleep all day and still get paid When the sun goes down, we'll do it all over again 'Cause when you're on a roll, we've gotta let you go Right through the back door, let the games begin You want it, you got it It's everything you dreamed of I just wanna be famous, be so f- jaded 'Cause all the Playboy bunnies take my money from me Show up at the Oscars, smoke out Dennis Hopper The money is for nothin' and the chicks are for free Yeah, I wanna be (fa-fa-fa-famous) And I hope that it's everything that you dreamed about Be careful what you wish for Hope that it's everything that you dreamed When everything's fallin' apart at the seams And I know that you never believed in me Don't ever let 'em f- with your dreams, yeah (Since it means so much to you...) You want it, you got it It's everything you dreamed of I just wanna be famous, be so f- jaded 'Cause all the Playboy bunnies take my money from me Show up at the Oscars, smoke out Dennis Hopper The money is for nothin' and the chicks are for free I just wanna be famous, 'cause fame is contagious Now all the Playboy bunnies want more honey from me Show up at the Grammys, so loaded they ban me The money is for nothin' and the chicks are for free (Yeah) yeah, I wanna be (fa-fa-fa-famous) (Yeah) yeah, I wanna be (fa-fa-fa-famous)
Writer(s): Brian Howes, Doug Ardito, Wesley Scantlin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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