Although I've been here before   You've got that thing I can't ignore   It's on the surface   I know it's shallow and it's vain   But I love it just the same   It gives me purpose      Let me love you unconciously   While you're on your way there   I wanna sleep with you   And your entourage      London, Paris and Milan   You're just waiting for a man   To be exotic   You're a baby, you're a punk   I only love you when I'm drunk   I'm alcoholic      You've got a Tiffany key-ring   You've got no keys, no home   I wanna live with you   And your entourage, alright?      You're famous, they're famous   We stand in rooms where nothing can be said   And nothing can be heard      You were famous for your fame   And now you're drowning in champagne   Hey, how you doing?   Did you take her to your club   And did you claim to be in love   While you were screwing?      Since we're through with morality   Can I sleep with your wife?   I wanna be like you   And your entourage, tonight      I wanna live like you   And your entourage