Lyrics Ugly Kid Joe

Ugly Kid Joe

Mr. Recordman

Mr. Recordman, do you know who I am?

Mr. Recordman, do you really think I can?

I've takin' a likin' to your game

I think we all, we feel the same

Is this a dream or is it real

You say you want to cut a deal?

Mr. Recordman, do you know who I am?

Mr. Recordman, do you really think I can?

Don't need much time to think about

I'm sure that you have got the clout

I only hope that you're my friend

And stand by me until the end

Mr. Recordman, do you know who I am?

Mr. Recordman, do you really think I can?

Sell a lotta records 'n' tour 'round the world,

Make a lotta money 'n' meet lotsa' girls

Mr. Recordman, do you really think I can?

It sound like music to my ears

I've dreamed of this for many years

Sell a lotta records 'n' tour 'round the world,

Make a lotta money 'n' meet lotsa' girls

Have a lot of fun and hang with my bro's

'Cause these boys and this band is all that I know

If not for the money and not for the show

Are you here for me or here for the dough?

Mr. Recordman, do you really give a damn?