Bonnie Raitt

Jimmy's not a high concept guy
But he's front page news, let me tell you why
He's on the cover of the New York Post
Every network coast to coast
All he needed was a hot night in June
'Cause he had the needle and he had the spoon
When he spiked, it bit, and, man, he flew
Into America's living room
We all love tragedy
And it loves us too
It's a marriage made in Hollywood
Between greed and you
All you need to be a star
Is to die in open view
It's a marriage made in Hollywood
Between greed and you
Between greed and you
Between greed and you
Loved by women, admired by men
He walked down Broadway with his best friend
Brain was wired like a light in a socket
With his old friend in his back pocket
That horse could kick, that horse could scream
Ride you outta here into a different scence
Unrequited love and that makes it fair
But who keeps score when you're in midair
We all love tragedy
It loves us too