Talent For Fame

John Farnham, Ross Fraser, and Richard Marx Holed up in a motel, only she knows why Stars dancing in her eyes Wants her 15 minutes So much she could cry She'll take it on at any price This is what she wanted all along She's gonna take the chance Before it's gone She was somebody's mother Somebody's wife Now she's only headline news By her own admission, it had all been a lie Now she fairly stands accused They found her by the road Her hands were tied Was she the victim or the mastermind? Ohh, ohh, she's gonna be someone Everyone will know her name Knew what she wanted all along She's got a talent for fame