Paroles: Counting Crows. Baby, I'm a Big Star Now.

Gonna get out on the road tonight
'Cause, I got a hollow in my head

Checking it up
Baby, one more time for you
Checking it up
Until the pot hits the sky

It's like I think
I'm sick of cocaine
Got a feeling like
It's running in my veins

Checking it up
Baby, one more time for you
Checking it up
Until the pot hits the sky
Even the best years
Leave a lot to be desired
When they pass you by

All these seasons
All this time
Spinning round
Until they leave you
Far behind

Lay me down in the circle
Where the spotlight shines
All this pleasure gets me high

Some people will cut you
Until you're bleeding
But not me
I just want to do it to myself

Checking it up
Baby, one more time for you
Checking it up
Until the pot hits the sky
Even the best years
Are a waste of time
But baby, I'm a big star now

All these seasons
All this time
Spinning round
Until they leave you
Far behind
Lay me down in the circle
Where the spotlight shines

All this pleasure gets me high
All these seasons
All this time
Spinning round
Until they leave you
Far behind

Lay me down in the circle
Where the spotlight shines
Turn your back, back on the people
Who draw the line

Put your faith in the answers
That you can find
Hit the ground hard running down
That highway line
Say a prayer for the ones
You have left behind

All this pleasure gets them high
I don't want to give it back