I can't explain glacial motion
Or why Los Angeles don't drop into the ocean
I can't unfold the layers of mystery
Or piece together the tragedy of history, 'cause
Those lucky s**ers
They don't have to work
Big 3D billboards and big
30-foot Smurfs
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me, I'm naked
And famous
I met a poet, said she didn't like the smell of it
Then took her clothes off in a restaurant for the hell of it
I met a DJ who lived in seclusion
Reality and sobriety were her only delusions, and
Those lucky ba*tards
They didn't have to work
Big 3D billboards and big
30-foot Smurfs
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me; I'm naked
And famous
Whoa
Whoo
A-hoo, hoo, hoo
Wow
A-hoo, hoo, hoo
Don't get a nosebleed, don't get upset
We can't be naked and famous just yet
There's a big old dollar sign on the Sunset Strip
And you can send your friend a postcard, it ain't worth the trip
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me, I'm naked
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me, I'm naked
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me, I'm naked
A-wow, oh, yeah
A-hoo, hoo, hoo
Whoo
Everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody wants to be just like me, I'm naked
And famous