I'm wearing blackface and a fat suit
I've got a shotgun that doesn't shoot
I've got a Santa sack full of movie loot
And a bogus backstage pass to boot
I've got this feeling coming on
And before that moment's gone
I think I'm ready for my close up
I've got an alibi you can't refute
I've got the winning smile of the new recruit
I'm taking motivation from the root
To make my case to low hanging fruit
I've got this feeling coming on
And before that moment's gone
I think I'm ready for my close up
'Cos ohh every day is dress up day
Ohh every day you live in fear
You'll give the game away
I've got confidence I've got attitude
And I can be brash, and I can be rude
'Cos I'm justified like high grade crude
And I can make a mess and I can come unglued
I've got this feeling coming on
And before that moment's gone
I think I'm ready for my close up
I've got this feeling coming on
And before that moment's gone
I think I'm ready for my close up