Paparazzi Lyrics

Paparazzi, can't make the man.
Paparazzi, can't break the man.

Next to the transit lounge
	see the Paparazzi tears.
No-one came today
	from Boston or Tangiers.
And in departures -- only
	faceless trippers trip,
	loaded with duty free
	held in white knuckle grip.

Snap it up, flash away --
	steal a camel for a day.
Break the story in heavy type --
	the news is running late tonight.

Be-decked with Nikon necklaces
	hear the Paparazzi cries.
Under their noses walk
	the famous in disguise.
Conspicuously huddled there
	but no-one stops to look.
They've got their crayons out
	to colour in the book.

Snap it up, flash away --
	steal a camel for a day.
Break the story in heavy type --
	Paparazzi won't be home tonight.

Paparazzi -- write it down.
Paparazzi -- turn it around.
Paparazzi -- take it, fake it,
	break it.
'cos it's a story.

Now someone's cut the lines
	communication's down.
All photo film is fogged.
Celebrities surround
	and jab their fingers at me.
They kiss but I can't tell.
Even poor Paparazzi
	must have privacy as well.