Hey, it's Robbie Williams here
I'm dressed in leather, drinking beer
Shapely ass like Boromir
Now scream!
My head's swelled as you can see
Much bigger than it used to be
The only one I love is me, my dear

CHORUS:
So come on get me and my ego
Get me and my ego

Life's too short for me to be
An over-hyped celebrity
Lots of sex and drugs for me, mon cher
You might think that I'm no use
But I won't take no press abuse
Eighty million smackeroos, mon cher

[Repeat CHORUS]

Though may I cause a bit of rancour
I will be your rock, your anchor
That Gary Barlow, what a wanker. Yeah!
Now that I'm old and getting fat,
My killer karma ain't all that
I'm just an ex-dancer from Take That, my dear

My mind is turned with the money I earned
But going solo's kinda clever, I've learned
You're tired of my concerts, though still I get paid
I spend all my cash on getting wasted and laid!

[Repeat CHORUS]

Get me and my ego

I look so good, completely outta sight
I can't even dance or write a book for shite
(*Grabs crotch*) Here is the place where I've yet to grow
But the press say I'm massive, so you'll never know

[CHORUS x2]