Yes you're suitably at one with your body and the sun Yes you are. Well you've read Karl Marx and you've taught yourself to dance You're the best by far But you keep asking the question, one you're not supposed to mention. When will I will I be famous (I can't answer I can't answer that) When will I see my picture in the paper When will I will I be famous. you keep asking me baby. You're a slave to fashion and your life is full of passion It's the way you are Yes you've suffered for your art with the jogging in the park You know you should go far But you keep asking the question, one you're not supposed to mention. When will I will I be famous (I can't answer I can't answer that) When will I see my picture in the paper Oh I can't tell you when you'll see your name up in lights When will I will I be famous. you keep asking me baby You won't suffer in silence You're a talent you know that I've noticed You'd like to be a legend A big star overnight I can't answer your question It's driving me insane Your impossible impatience Tearing at my brain When will I will I be famous (I can't answer I can't answer that) When will I see my picture in the paper Oh I can't tell you when you'll see your name up in lights When will I will I be famous. you keep asking me baby