Talk-talk, yak-yak, watch you pull that old one track

Get it up and get it back

Making it upon your back

No space, no rent, the money's gone, it's all been spent

Now tell me 'bout your claim to fame

Now, ain't that some claim to fame



Extra, extra, read all about it, now

Extra, extra, something 'bout a claim to fame

Ooooh, sweet mama, ooooh, sweet mama

Something 'bout your claim to fame



Wet lips, dry now, ready for that old hand-out

Now, ain't that some claim to fame

Spaced out, spaced in,

The head's round, the square's flat

Ain't that some claim to fame

Now, tell me, ain't that some claim to fame

Extra, extra, read all about it

Extra, extra, something 'bout some claim to fame ...