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?