Countless lovers, six months later he woke up, got out of bed
Looked around the room and threw up
Dolce suits, baskets of fruit and money
And your face on TV don't look like you today, honey But you made it, yeah, you made it
Oh you made it, what you gonna do now? Walk down the street, people you meet think they own you
They say give me a piece of your life 'cause I feel like I know you
Say, "Sign my shirt, kiss my cheek, hug me"
Well I've given you years of my life and I want you to love me But you made it, yeah, you made it
Oh you made it, what you gonna do now? And oh love, you're so good looking
Oh love, really cooking
Oh love, don't you ever get tired
Or uninspired But you made it, yeah, you made it
Oh you made it, what you gonna do now?
