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Heaven & Hell (Of Being Geri Halliwell)
Geri Halliwell
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Fame costs, and right here's where you start paying
Have a drink, alcoholic
Grab a coat, shopaholic
Grab a bite, anorexic
Intellectual, I'm dyslexic
Feeling happy, could be gay
Maybe, but not today
Right or wrong, either way
Whatever
So you think you want to be famous
So you think you want to drive my car
Don't you know you've gotta be shameless
Baby if you want to be a star
Ah ah
Ah ah
I'm just a girl, I wanna live for ever
I'm gonna to learn how to fly
Newsflash!
Fifteen minutes, show me what you're made of
Fifteen minutes, what are you afraid of?
I've seen it, I've done it
You wanna know the trade-off?
It's heaven, it's hell
Being Geri Halliwell
Get a job, get a car
Get a life, get a face
Get get a God, get a man
Get some love and lose some weight
Extra, extra, read all about it
So you know you wanna be famous
You keep on knocking but you can't get in
And once you get it, how you gonna keep it?
Don't you know its not enough to win?
Fifteen minutes, show me what you're made of
Fifteen minutes, what are you afraid of?
I've seen it, I've done it
You wanna know the trade-off?
It's heaven, it's hell, being Geri Halliwell
Fifteen minutes, show 'em you can do it
Fifteen minutes, are you gonna screw it?
Seen it, done it
Is there nothing to it?
It's heaven, it's hell
Being Geri Halliwell
I just want to be loved by you
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I'm just a girl, I wanna live for ever
I'm gonna learn how to fly
Fifteen minutes, show me what you're made of
Fifteen minutes, what are you afraid of?
I've seen it, I've done it
You wanna know the trade-off?
It's heaven, it's hell, being Geri Halliwell
Fifteen minutes, show 'em you can do it
Fifteen minutes, are you gonna screw it?
Seen it, done it
Is there nothing to it?
It's heaven, it's hell
The only difference between you and I
Is you get deadlines, and I get headlines
And you know what?
You're so hip it hurts
(Being Geri Halliwell)
You like me, you really really like me
You know, get the job
Get the car, get the money, get the looks
Get the scales, get the right weight
Except when I've got PMS which is like today!
Why don't I just shut the fuck up?
Does my bum look fat?
No, just don't mention the fat word
You know I just want someone to kiss me
Without selling it to the paper
Extra, extra, read all about it!
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