Fake Your Way to the Top

Fake Your Way to the Top - The Hit Co.

Thirteen years

Of solid gold platters

Rising costs and cocktail chatters

Flappy gems

Stereophonic sound

The game of hits chuckle

Goes round and around

But you can fake your way to the top

Round and Around

Try that part,

Round and Around

Fake your way to the top

Round and Around

Hey, well you fit right in there now didn't you sweetheart?

You can fake your way to the top

Round and Around

Sh*t, I knew you had it

But it's always real, so real

Oh, it's so real

When you're comin' down

Help me, Jesus!

Help me, Jesus!

Help me, help me Jesus

Help me, Jesus!

Help me, help me Jesus

Help me, Jesus!

Help me, Jesus!

Up, back up, back up

All the way up...

Yeah, number one

Yeah, number one

I know what's happenin'

Doo, doot, doo doo

I been around

Workin' my way

Doo, doot, doo doo

Through every town

I make my livin'

Doo, doot, doo doo

Off of my sound

Doo, doot, doo doo

And the game of hits

Here we go

Goes 'round, and around, and a

'Round and around and 'round and around

And 'round and around

You can fake your way to the top

'Round and around!

Blow your horn!

Fake your way to the top

Don'tcha know I made my way to the top

Yes I did

And it's always real, so real

Always so real... Ooh!

OH!

Help me, Jesus!

Help me, help me Jesus

Help me, Jesus!

Help me, help me Jesus

Help me, Jesus!

Help me Help me

Fake my way to the top! yeah