Lyrics and music by David Bowie
I've come on a few years from my Hollywood Highs The best of the last, the cleanest star they ever had I'm stiff on my legend, the films that I made Forget that I'm fifty cause you just got paid CHORUS Crack, baby, crack, show me you're real Smack, baby, smack, is that all that you feel Suck, baby, suck, give me your head Before you start professing that you're knocking me dead You caught yourself a trick down on Sunset and Vine But since he pinned you baby you're a porcupine You sold me illusions for a sack full of cheques You've made a bad connection 'cause I just want your sex CHORUS