I wear the clothes of the characters of films that I see
Some say unoriginal but it works out for me
I collect the labels off the drinks that I drink
So many fluids one would think that I'd sink
It's a fact dear I'm an act here no camera no stage
Dressed to impress so I can lie about my age
And oh you gonna lean on your friends
And oh you did it again
And oh you gonna lean on your friends
And oh you did it again
I can't differentiate my dreams from the real
And I can't tell you how familiar it feels
I see the faces as I enter the room
Quite unintentionally I am a buffoon
It's a fact dear I'm an act here no camera no stage
Dressed to impress so I can lie about my age
And oh you gonna lean on your friends
And oh you did it again
And oh you gonna lean on your friends
And oh you did it again
And the beatniks and the junkies
And if you feed them you flunky you sing ooh ooh ooh
There's Paul's house there's blow there
No we don't go we stay there and sing ooh ooh ooh
And the projects and the Charlie's
And the discos and the parties
And the blood streets and the new wave
It's the renaissance of these days
And oh you gonna lean on your friends
And oh you did it again
And oh you gonna lean on your friends
And oh you did it again
And oh you gonna lean on your friends
And oh you did it again
And oh you gonna lean on your friends
And oh you did it again
