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If I got shotI bet the press would pick it upYou'd like me all a lotIf I got beatWhen camera's rolled you'd see me lying bloody in the streetIf a crazy stalker stabbed me or if down the stairs I fellMy room would fill with flowers,And with cards to wish me well.And I'd be your happy hero 'cause you'd heard my catchy songAnd after being ripped apart, I could do no harm.I know that I've done nothing that a coward wouldn't doBut even I might see things different, after listening to youI'd be so hot, yeah, For the sale-price of a press releaseSuccess can still be boughtI'd sit so tallThey'd pluck me in a wheelchair and they'd push me down the hallI'd play a song for dying kids, your eyes would start to tearThat would be the ticket, to bolster my careerAnd I'd be your happy hero and I'd sell another songAnd after viewing my big heart, you'd have me going strongLetras de cancionesI'd play a gentle lover in a movie for T.V.So I deserve your pity, when my wife divorces meIf someone told, no,Accused of fucking teen-aged boys and beating others coldYou'd side with me!And enough of your would doubt it, which would likely set me freeYou'd say I didn't do it and that anyone could tell,'cause he's smooth and smart and prettyAnd he reads his lines so wellAnd to be your happy heroI'd just sing another verseThe more I sing,The more you would relieve me from my curseRelease me from your consciousnessAs I bring down the floorSelling Pepsi from the stage, You yell and scream for more From Letras Mania