Dear mom and dad, I'm doing fine
You guys are on my mind
You asked me what I wanted to be
And now I think the answer is plain to see
I want to be famous

I want to live close to the sun
Well, pack your bags cause I've already won.
Everything to prove nothing in my way
I'll get there one day

Cause I want to be famous

Nanana'nanaana nana nana
I want to be, I want to be; I want to be famous
I want to be, I want to be, I want to be famous

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