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I'd be really pleased to meet you if I could remember your name But I got problems of the memory ever since I got a winner in the fame game I'm a citizen of Legoland travellin' incommunicado And I don't give a damn for the Fleet Street aficionados But I don't want to be the back-page interview I don't want launderette anonymity I want my hand prints in the concrete on Sunset Boulevard A dummy in Tussauds you'll see Incommunicado, incommunicado I'm a Marquee veteran, a multimedia bonafide celebrity I've got an allergy to Perrier, daylight and responsibility I'm a rootin'-tootin' cowboy, the Peter Pan, the street credibility Always taking the point with the dawn patrol fraternity Sometimes it seems like I've been here before When I hear opportunity kicking in my door Call it synchronicity call it deja vu I just put my faith in destiny - it's the way that I choose But I don't want to be a tin can tied To the bumper of a wedding limousine Or currently residing in the where are they now file A toupee on the cabaret scene I want to do adverts for American Express cards Letras de cancionesTalk shows on prime time TV A villa in France, my own cocktail bar And that's where you're gonna find me Incommunicado, incommunicado Sometimes it seems like I've been here before When I hear opportunity kicking in my door Call it synchronicity call it deja vu I just put my faith in destiny - it's the way that I choose Incommunicado, incommunicado It's the only way From Letras Mania