Jennifer Hudson — Fake Your Way to the Top lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Fake Your Way to the Top" by Jennifer Hudson.
Lyrics
Thirteen years of solid gold platters
Rising cost and cocktail chatter
Fat DJs, stereophonic sound
The game of hits goes 'round and around
But you can fake your way to the top
'Round and around
(spoken)
Try that part right there, baby
'Round and around!
Fake your way to the top
'Round and around!
You fit right in there, didn’t you, sweetheart?
You can fake your way to the top
'Round and around!
Shit, I knew you’d have it!
(sung)
But it’s always real, so real
Always so real
When you’re comin' down!
I know what’s happenin'
Doo, doot, doo doo
I been around
Doo, doot, doo doo
Fakin' my way
Doo, doot, doo doo
Through every town
Doo, doot, doo doo
I make my livin'
Doo, doot, doo doo
Off of my sound
Doo, doot, doo doo
And the game of hits
Doo, doot, doo doo
Goes 'round, and around, and a
'Round and around and 'round and around
And 'round and around
Lord, lord
A man gets lonely
Doo, doot, doo doo
Working hard on the road
Doo, doot, doo doo
He’s away from his Mama
Doo, doot, doo doo
It’s a heavy load
Doo, doot, doo doo
Time to bring up the lights. Yeah, let’s see which one of these girls is going
home with Jimmy tonight. I got a nice warm bed waiting on you. Alright, now,
come on now, who wants to seat on Daddy’s lap? Yeah, break it down
(sung)
Fake my way to the top
I gotta fake my way to the top
You know I made my way to the top
Yes, I did
And it’s always real, so real
Always so real!
Oh, baby, when you coming down
I made my way
Yes, I did
Help me, help me, Jesus
Help me, Jesus!
Help me, help me, Jesus
Help me, Jesus!
Fake my way to the top!