Best American Record

My baby used to dance
Underneath my architecture
To the Houses of the Holy
Smokin' on them cigarettes
My baby used to dance
Underneath my architecture
He was cool as heck he was cool as heck

But you were so obsessed
With writing the next best American record
But there was nothing left by the
Time we got to bed baby, that's a shame
You were so obsessed
With writing the next best American record
You did it all for fame
You did it all for fame

You did it all for fame
Tell me how it treats you now
You did it all for fame
How does that taste coming out?
You did it all for fame
Baby, how's life treating you now? It's over

My baby used to dance
Underneath my architecture
He was 70s in spirit
90s in his frame of mind
My baby used to dance
Underneath my architecture
We lost track of space we lost track of time

But you were so obsessed
With writing the next best American record
But there was nothing left by the
Time we got to bed baby, that's a shame
You were so obsessed
With writing the next best American record
You did it all for fame
You did it all for fame
(You know what I'm talking about)

You did it all for fame
Tell me how it treats you now
You did it all for fame
How does that taste coming out?
Now that you lost the game
Honey, how's life treating you
Now that it's over?
Baby, how you feeling now that I told you?

It's you all the roads lead to you
Everything I want and do
All the things that I say it's true
All the roads lead to you
Like the 405 I drive through
Every night and every day
I see you for who you really are
Why the thousands of girls love
The way Bill plays guitar?

You did it all for fame
Tell me how it treats you now
You did it all for fame
How does that taste coming out?
You did it all for fame
Honey, how you feeling now?
(How's life treating you now?)
That it's over
Baby, how's life treating you now
That I told you?

Honey, how's it feeling now?
(Honey, how's it feeling? Honey
How's it feeling?) i told you
(Honey, how's it feeling? Honey
How's it feeling?) i told you