Waiting fine beneath the rain
I'm a sometime star in flame
Manager give a card, but then walk away
Raving he calls out to me
"Boy don't play your guitar so loud see,
Business is business
And business is a pop melody"
But down the streets the come
Three thousand names
In the midst of a race
The blander the better we'll love you forever
So baby be mine
With a call on the beat
Take a card, take a seat
With a call on the beat
Take a card, take a seat
"Hey, heard you're going away?"
She walked by the door to say
"I wish I was out of this place,
Can you call when you get to LA?"
It comes and it goes this wave of affection
The fever, the nausea
The constant attention, oh!
Baby baby - how can I keep it together?
Oh comin' at me comin' at me comin' at me, uh oh!
But down the streets the come
Three thousand names
In the midst of a race
The blander the better we'll love you forever
So baby be mine
With a call on the beat
Take a card, take a seat
With a call on the beat
Take a card, take a seat
The Preatures
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