Vaux - Fame

Fame

I have been to New York City
And I walked the weakest roads.
Seen L.A. and its perfect salesman,
All dressed in holy robes.
And all thats left to say,
Is spread throughout this town.
You wanna get lost at the foot of my cross.
Then come on, baby.
And its in your face,
Can read it clearly now.
Looks like Imlost at the foot or your cross.
So come on save me.
I have been to Chicago
And dont think I havent crossed the seas
Seen Milan and its model fashion.
It brings me to my knees.
I think I have come undone.
And all thats left to say,
Is spread throughout this town.
You wanna get lost at the foot of my cross.
Then come on, baby.
And its in your face,
Can read it clearly now.
Looks like Imlost at the foot or your cross.
So come on save me.
And all thats left to say,
Is spread throughout this town.
You wanna get lost at the foot of my cross.
Then come on, baby.
And its in your face,
Can read it clearly now.
Looks like Imlost at the foot or your cross.
So come on save me.
And I think I have come undone