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I Haven't Got Any Famous Friends You give me pencils, when what I need is a pen The cold blank page is staring me down again And I haven’t got any famous friends Going to take the rest of the weekend to recover Something you said it struck me as being true For every promise made there’s an equal and opposite excuse When fame calls for me I’ll be ready with my jacket on But until then I’ll just dream of it Can’t really fail if I dream of it Lying awake I still dream on But it’s gone when the morning comes Yeah it’s gone when the morning comes I had to cancel rehearsal. They needed me at the store I’m tearing my heart out. You just ignore me And I haven’t got any celebrity support Going to take the rest of the weekend to recover Something you said it struck me as being true For every deadline there is always a plausible excuse When fame calls for me I’ll be waiting with my jacket on But until then I’ll just dream of it Can’t really fail if I dream of it Lying awake I still dream on But it’s gone when the morning comes Yeah it’s gone when the morning comes
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