Golden Classics Edition lyrics

Little boy wishes he wasn't small
He'd give is turtle to be six feet tall
He's got photos of Shaq and Ewing up on his wall
And he'd try a jump shot but he's afraid he'll fall down
Little girl wants to fall in love
Dressed up like her mother in white evening gloves
She pretends tells her friends she's got somewhere to go
They don't ask her where so they'll never know how she feels

(spoken)

Back a few months ago, I was headlinin' a great big nightclub...

and they put me up a couple days early, I came in a couple days early

and they put me up in what they call the "Star Suite",

now here I am, headlinin' in one of the biggest nightclubs
in the country and I wake up at eight o'clock in the morning

in this "Star Suite"...

...all by myself.

Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
when you're perfect in every way.
I can't wait to look in the mirror
cause I get better loking each day.
To know me is to love me
I must be a hell of a man.
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
but I'm doing the best that I can.
I used to have a girlfriend
but she just couldn't compete
with all of these love starved women
who keep clamoring at my feet.

(Lyrics & Music: G. Thorpe, L. Howe, C. Albert)
There's a fire burnin'
And I feed it with my life
There's a new beginning
And I know that this is right
I stoke the fire... feed the flame
It's comin' again
All and all the world keeps turnin'
Don't you know we got somethin' burnin'
On and on the ball keeps rollin'
Pick it up where we left off... smokin'