Man speaking: I'm saying the people in this town have to be locked up. All of 'em. We have to leave and these people have to be locked up. D'ya know what I mean? I'm going to LA, check into a quiet, groovy hotel Get myself a tan by the sleepy pool Meet a pretty girl, walk her down the strip And chill out in the bar Then I will rent a car An open-top Mustang To cruise around the beach And I'll check out all the babes While the sun goes down By then I will be ready To party and that's cool When I'm emotionally refreshed Relaxed and confident I'll hit Rodeo Drive And drink a cappuccino And depending how I feel I'll grab a piece of action At the Beverly Hills And get myself a deal Isn't it wonderful, marvelous Utterly surreal Totally fabulous, fraudulent Bogus and unreal This is my lucky day I'll travel to LA And get myself a deal Today I'm a bullshit millionaire As good as anyone, better than I was In dreary Angleterre, real but disillusioned Traveling on the tube, riding on the bus Now I'm full of self-belief Pretend to be somebody while the credit's good I will rent a mansion somewhere in Bel Air Confidence abounding, looking really awesome Truly debonair It'll be wonderful, marvelous Feeling really fake Feeling so fabulous, fraudulent A counterfeit on the make Today I'm gonna get my break Go to LA, strike myself a deal And be part of the American Dream It'll be wonderful, marvelous (wonderful, marvelous) Woman speaking: Hey Ray, what's the haps?(?) Man speaking: What's the deal, Ray? What's the deal? Ray: It's been a while I haven't seen you for at least a year or more Or is it less? I can't be sure But anyway You must've heard about the troubles that I had Still I got through, I always manage to And by the way, how are you? (Ooh, marvelous) How is your life? How is it goin'? Man speaking: I still have to sign a contract People in this town have to be locked up All of 'em Hey Ray, what's the deal? Yeah, what's the deal, Ray? (Ray) The deal is...