People come people go, how long I'll stay I just don't know
When showbiz is a dirty word, I hope my time will come

Chorus: Crackpot history and the right to lie

People love people hate, for my downfall they just can't wait
When showbiz is a dirty word, I hope my time will come

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I wish that everyone could see a show by Liza Minnelli
Such a marvelous lady with talent by the ton

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People lie people hurt, like to read their Sunday dirt
So every Jeckyll needs a Hyde to blame the business on

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Every rebel that I've met say they're going to die and yet
I see them now and they ain't dead yet and pushing forty one

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Pumping is a splendid gift, I hope that you will catch my drift
Some like pumping in the lift, just like the Scottish Tongs

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There is nothing like the sound of a nicely laundered pound
Trying to collect around forty million

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