I'm a paparazzi
And my pictures' often sold
To all the tabloid papers
And they put them under headlines
Such as "Exclusive"
All lies at best
Still the papers print what they want to print
And disregard the rest

When I had my first
Pic published
I was no more than a boy
With a Brownie and some patience
Hiding out in someone's garden
In the bushes
Laying low
Seeking out the rich and famous
Where the wealthy people go
Looking for the places
Thought I didn't know

CHORUS
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie it's all a lie
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie it's all a lie
It's all a lie

Asking for ten thousand dollars
I came photographs in hand
But I got no takers
Till I sold them to The Sun
And the Enquirer
I do declare
They still called it an exclusive
Though the pix were everywhere

INSTRUMENTAL

CHORUS
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie it's all a lie
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie it's all a lie
It's all a lie

Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
And my telephoto lens
Going out
To get some sexy photos
Cause embarrassment
Harassment
Going out

In the shower is a film star
And an actress by her trade
With a man who's not her husband
I filmed it when he laid her down
And till she cried out
And now I have it planned
I am selling, I am selling
Must be worth one hundred grand
..because money is all I understand

CHORUS
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie it's all a lie
Lie-la-lie
Lie-la-lie it's all a lie
It's all a lie