Under Wraps #2

Paparazzi Paparazzi, can`t make the man. Paparazzi, can`t break the man. Next to the transit lounge see the Paparazzi tears. No-one came in today from Boston or Tangiers. And in departures --- only faceless trippers trip, loaded with duty free held in white knuckle grip. Snap it up, flash away --- steal a camel for a day. Break the story in heavy type --- the news is running late tonight. Be-decked with Nikon necklaces hear the Paparazzi cries. Under their noses walk the famous in disguise. Conspicuously huddled there but no-one stops to look. They`ve got their crayons out to colour in the book. Snap it up, flash away --- steal a camel for a day. Break the story in heavy type --- Paparazzi won`t be home tonight. Paparazzi --- write it down. Paparazzi --- turn it around. Paparazzi --- take it, fake it, break it. `Cos it`s a story. Now someone`s cut the lines communication`s down. All photo film is fogged. Celebrities surround and jab their fingers at me. They kiss but I can`t tell. Even poor Paparazzi must have privacy as well. Snap it up, flash away --- steal a camel for a day. Break the story in heavy type --- the news is running late tonight. Snap it up, flash away --- steal a camel for a day. Break the story in heavy type --- Paparazzi won`t be home tonight.