Annie, you had your name in the brighter lights
I thought I saw your photograph
having such a laugh, in a magazine
Did it all come tumbling?
Annie, you were made for the big time
They said you’re a star to be
In the NME
But the walls came tumbling down down,
will you go down on me
Cause Annie you’re a star
It’s just not going very far
And all the world will know your name
And you’ll be famous as you are
Cause I’ll sing for you
Annie, would it be nice to be recognised?
Did you practice your autograph?