Las alegrías del 23 de Septiembre.

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"When will I be famous (12'' Remix)"

Yes, you're suitably at one with your body and the sun, yes you are!
You've read Karl Marx and you've taught yourself to dance
You're the best by far!
But you keep asking the question
oh you're not supposed to mention.

When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that.
When will I see my picture in the paper?
I can't answer, I can't answer that.
Well, I can't tell you when
you'll see your name up in lights.
When will I, will I be famous?
You keep asking me
babe.

You're a slave to fashion and your life is full of passion
It's the way you are!
You've suffered for your art with the jogging in the park
You know you should go far!
But you keep asking the question
oh you're not supposed to mention.
(I'm not supposed to mention!)

When will I
will I be famous? . . .
When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer, I can't answer that.
When will I see my picture in the paper?
I can't answer (I can't wait) I can't answer that.
Well, I can't tell you when
you'll see your name up in lights.
When will I, will I be famous?
You keep asking me babe.
(I can't wait)

You won't suffer in silence
You're a talent you know that I've noticed
You'd like to be a legend, a big star over night!
I can't answer your question
- I can't wait -
it's driving me insane
And you're impossible impatience tearing at my brain!

(I can't take it much more
Got to have what I long for)

When will I, will I?
When will I, will I?

When will I, will I be famous?
I can't answer
I can't answer that.
When will I
will I be famous?
I can't answer
I can't answer that.
When will I
will I be famous?
I can't answer