Ruby

Say nothing beats fame, you wear a french raincoat, smoke gold in your lanes, is this what you do, never feel the cold, laugh as it's part of you, always turn up late, forget again your 'fone, too many tales to waste, won't give money to fools, they carry no float, let slip their own truth, so circle on your way, you're better off alone, berate all who hesitate, if you cheat a curfew, when they need a show, provide more than cold room, morning falls grey, feel jelly in your bones, tell them all yr great, until you become one.