Im riding in a long black car
Im riding in a long black car
Chauffeurs in the front, Im in the back
Its a limousine and Im a star
Its calculated and its cold
Its calculated and its cold
They love my ass, I go first class
Who needs a heart of gold
Its not all swell as it seems
No the dreams not as swell as it may seem
Theres ups and theres downs and autograph hounds
Its not all peaches and cream
But yes its a dream come true
Yes its a dream come true
I got three guitars, I got credit cards
I got more money than you
Baby, its an A.M world
Baby, its an A.M world
Get yourself a flag, run it up a pole
And keep that thing unfurled
Im riding in a long black car
Im riding in a long black car
Chauffeurs in the front, Im in the back
Its a limousine and Im a star