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THE GRAMMY (Carl Wilson / Myrna Smith) Carl Wilson You invite me to pick up my award After all the time I've been out here My music is still the same Why is it just now getting there? Wonder why this one got such play? Wonder why all the fuss is made? Now the turntables goin' 'round and 'round Who's the judge of this anyway? My music said what I had to say Who decides if it's wrong or right? The authority with such insite? Wonder why this one got such play? Wonder why all the fuss is made? Now the turntables goin' 'round and 'round We thought you wanted to be a star You worked so hard to get this far You played all the small time scenes We just wanted to fulfill your dreams You won a grammy, you won a grammy You won a grammy, you won a grammy Don't think I want to be bothered at all Maybe I'll just give them a call I won't go through pomp and circumstance Anyway, my music isn't fancy You invite me to share my fame I've decided not to play your game Now the turntables goin' 'round and 'round We thought you wanted to be a star

    


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