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Now he’s out, it’s all in
The news he always wanted to be
He got more than what he went in there for
You couldn’t buy that kind of press in your dreams
You couldn’t buy that kind of press in your dreams
Markets crash in Tokyo
There are floods and wars and cheap cocaine
If there was an AIDS antidote we won’t know
Too busy hearing him try to dignify his fame

When the old sexcrime don’t become you
And every habits taking it’s toll
When things you like mean a lawsuit
Life make-over, damage control
And when Letterman wants to meet you
Selling more then you ever sold
Well you never could have plan it this good
Crying sober, damage control

Are they fake, is she too thin?
When’s the last time she had surgery?
‘Cause the 80s porn film she was in
Her lawyers couldn’t stop from getting released

I see you, I see all that there is to be seen
What I don’t wanna be
I see you, I see all that there is to be seen
And I don’t wanna be

They settled out of court, her analyst moved in
The ex is with someone he met in detox
We don’t care how much it hurt one bit
We only wanna know how much she got

I see you, I see all that there is to be seen
What I don’t wanna be
I see you, I see all that there is to be seen
And I don’t wanna be…and I don’t wanna be…
And I don’t wanna be