Don

Face down terrible claims, no star can refuse, your outrageous Dames, you who wonder Why, the lordly canons of virtue, feel those cotton stripes, but this's no game, TV's blare fake news, chasing the days, around your lies, your trinkets spin the blues, for all that crass disguise, hardships on the way, what is there to rue, hit them on the make, only fools rearrange, with someone like you, you're tired of catching 'planes, especially on parade, better face the Doo Doo, eyes looking strange, go easy on what's true.