Fifteen minutes of fame, that's what it felt like
When you took my hand
Took a stand
Called me your man
And fanned that forest fire in my heart
It burned for you, baby.
Snap! Crackle! Pop!
You're unique
And you freak like nobody's business
At least you did that one time.
Fifteen minutes of fame:
June twenty-seven two thousand and four
You showed me the door
And hit the floor running.Baby.
How'd you get back into my soul?
All these minutes, months, years in tow.
It took your city to lose a Superbowl.
But, baby, I still got some flow.
Y'know?
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