A thousand hours here, it feels that long
You came here for some money and the fame so strong
But it's useless, where have you been, baby?
Came in talking 'bout your fancy clothes
Your agent and your lover and your big time roles
But it's stupid, where have you been, baby?
Yea-eah! Where have you been now?
Yea-eah!
Flying out at the break of dawn
You give me a call via 6-1-4
But it's useless, where have you been, baby?
All your friends are socialites
I know you've been having lonely nights
But it's useless, where have you been, baby?
Yea-eah! Where have you been now?
Yea-eah!
Guess what, fuckwit? Your cover's blown
My cover's blown, your cover's blown
Guess what, fuckwit? Your cover's blown
My cover's blown, and your cover's blown
Yea-eah! Yeah, where have you been now?
Yea-eah!
Yea-eah! Where have you been now?
Yea-eah!
