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I want to wear the finest shoes
My credit card can buy
I want to eat the finest food
And drink the finest wine
I want the world to stop and stare
Whenever it sees me
But most of all I want to be
In David Hockney's diaries
Most of all I want to be
In David Hockney's diaries
I want to fly around the world
In my own private plane
I want to party every night
So I can sleep all day
I want the world to stop and stare
Whenever it sees me
But most of all I want to be
In David Hockney's diaries
Most of all I want to be
In David Hockney's diaries
I want to be in magazines
And be part of the scene
I want to see my paintings hang
In every gallery
I want the world to stop and stare
Whenever it sees me
But most of all I want to be
In David Hockney's diaries
Most of all I want to be
In David Hockney's diaries