David Lee Roth It`s Showtime Lyrics

It`s Showtime Lyrics

Lights, camera, action

There's a star upon your door

Have your
machine call my machine

We'll do lunch on the cutting floor

We're
over budget

98 percent not there

And when the back door hits you

Where the good Lord split you

Tell us honey, who does your hair?

How does he do it?

Why's he do it?

Yes, it's true

The
flavor of the month is you

And it's practice, practice, practice

Just to get to Carnegie

We'll need 10 percent,

and that's off
the top

Gross, not net to me

Get it on,



Honey 'cause
It's Showtime!

Just play the song,

Baby 'cause It's Showtime!

Produce me daddy,

Takin' 8 to the bar

Big, bigger, biggest

With the right lighting you'll go far

Here today, gone late today

And it's club dates in the sticks

And you're beautiful babe, don't
never shave

No prob, we'll fix it in the mix

Just leave your name
and number in

the dumpster when you're through,

Oh yeah



Don't call us, we'll call you

Oscar, Grammy, triple whammy

Cut,
and that's the take

Quit complainin', where's my agent?

Don't you
know how much I make?

Get it on,

Baby 'cause It's Showtime!

Just play the song,

Baby 'cause It's Showtime!

Leave your name
and number

in the dumpster when you're thru,

Oh yeah



Don't call us, we'll call you

And it's play it like they paid ya

And your photo goes on the car wash wall

But somehow it's all worth
it

When you hear that curtain call



It's Showtime!

Oh,
Baby 'cause It's Showtime!

Oh yeah, just play the song,

Baby 'cause
It's Showtime!

Oh yeah, let's ge