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Texty: Donna Summer. The Wanderer. Who Do You Think You're Foolin'.

You made it to the bright lights
You only come alive at night
You're one of the sights
You hang out with those big names
A rising star out on the gain
That's the price of your fame

Fame is only a dream land away

Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're foolin'
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're a star, you're a star
Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're foolin'
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're a star, such a star, you're a star

You're halfway up the ladder
Or are you really halfway down
You never know in this town
But you swear you're gonna make it
And you don't care how you fake your life
You're gonna make it alright

Fame is only a dream world away

Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're foolin'
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're a star, such a star
Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're foolin'
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're a star, such a star, you're a star

Fame is only a dream world away
Fame is only a dream world away

Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're foolin'
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're a star, you're a star, such a star
Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're foolin'
Who do you think you are?
You're foolin'
Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're a star, such a star

Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're foolin'
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you're foolin'?
You're a star, you're a star