From Young Americans (1975) by David Bowie

Win - 4:44

Me, I hope that I'm crazy
I feel you driving and you're only the wheel
Slow down, let someone love you
Ohh, I've never touched you since I started
to feel
If there's nothing to hide me
Then you've never seen me hanging naked
and wired
Somebody lied, but I say it's hip
To be alive

Now your smile is spreading thin
Seems you're trying not to lose
Since I'm not supposed to grin
All you've got to do is win

Me, I'm fresh on your pages
Secret thinker sometimes listening aloud
Life lies dumb on its heroes
Wear your wound with honor, make
someone proud
Someone like you should not be allowed
To start any fires

Now your smile is spreading thin
Seems you're trying not to lose
Since I'm not supposed to grin
All you've got to do is win

All you've got to do is win
When your smile is spreading thin
Since you're trying not to lose
Since I'm not supposed to grin
All you've got to do is win