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 ohh, you gonna lean on your friends
And ohh, you did it again
And ohh, you gonna lean on your friends
And ohh, 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 bafoon

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 ohh, you gonna lean on your friends
And ohh, you did it again
And ohh, you gonna lean on your friends
And ohh, you did it again

And the beatniks, and the junkies
And if you'd them your a flunkie and say ewww ewwww
There's pauls house and there's blow there
No we don't stay but we go there and say ewww ewwww
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 ohh, you gonna lean on your friends
And ohh, you did it again
And ohh, you gonna lean on your friends
And ohh, you did it again
And ohh, you gonna lean on your friends
And ohh, you did it again
And ohh, you gonna lean on your friends
And ohh, you did it again