The Brunettes - Super Eight Lyrics
I don't like the scriptAnd I don't like the setI can't stand the humorIt's tired and it's dryI don't like the hoursAnd the big blinding lightsI don't like the make-upI just want the moneyHell no, that's greatWe use a super eightAnd now we are starsThe talent, yes, talentYou have it and you flaunt itBaby, come and drive my carGot charity functionsToast to friends and foesAnd I've walked on so many pilotsI'm up there with Ella West, my heroWell cut, that's a takeDon't doubt yourselfYou do greatYou're my star on super eightThe talent, yes, talentYou have it and you flaunt itYes, they're gonna know your face