I can't explain glacial motion

Or why Los Angeles don't drop into the ocean

I can't unfold the layers of mystery

Or piece together the tragedy of history

'Cuz those lucky suckers, they don't have to work

Big 3-D billboards and big 30-foot Smurfs

And everybody wants to be naked and famous

Everybody wanna be just like me, I'm naked and famous

I met a poet, said she didn't like the smell of it

Then took her clothes off in a restaurant for the hell of it

I met a DJ who lived in seclusion, reality and sobriety were her only

delusions

And those lucky bastards, they don't have to work

Big 3-D billboards and big 30-foot Smurfs

And everybody wants to be naked and famous

Everybody wanna be just like me, I'm naked and famous

Woo uh hoo hoo hoo

Wow ah hoo hoo hoo

Well, don't get a nosebleed, don't get upset

We can't be naked and famous just yet

There's a big gold dollar sign on the Sunset Strip

And you can send your friend a postcard, it ain't worth the trip

Everybody wants to be naked and famous

Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked

Everybody wants to be naked and famous

Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked

Everybody wants to be naked and famous

Everybody wanna be just like me I'm naked

Wow wow yeah

Ah hoo hoo hoo

Whoo

Everybody wants to be naked and famous

Everybody wants to be just like me I'm naked and famous