Lyrics: Jethro Tull. Rupi's Dance. Not Ralitsa Vassileva.

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And do you think you?re Ralitsa Vassileva?
You?re just hand-me-down news in a cookie jar.
It?s a long way from here to CNN in America
and a red-eyed opinion too far.

Dish the dirt or dish the gravy.
Spill the beans to me.
Sinking fast in terminal boredom ?
Feigned interest flying free.

And do you think you?re Ralitsa Vassileva etc.

Talking monkey, breaking news junkie, tragedies to reveal.
Light and breezy, up-beat squeezy, close in to touchy-feel.

Pass the Merlot, dance the three-step
Cut to a better chase.
Align yourself with no proposition
and simpler thoughts embrace.

Let?s talk about me. Let?s talk about you.
In a world of private rooms.
Hide awhile from dark stormbringers ?
sad messengers of doom.

Sadly, you can?t be Ralitsa Vassileva, .....

And do you think you?re Ralitsa Vassileva, .....