Текст: Ugly Kid Joe. America's Least Wanted. Mr. Recordman.

Mr. Recordman, do you know who I am?
Mr. Recordman, do you really think I can?

I've taken a likin' to your game
I think we all, we feel the same
Is this a dream or is it real?
You say you want to cut a deal

Mr. Recordman, do you know who I am?
Mr. Recordman, do you really think I can?

Don't need much time to think about
I'm sure that you have got the clout
I only hope that you're my friend
And stand by me until the end

Mr. Recordman, do you know who I am?
Mr. Recordman, do you really think I can?

Sell a lot of records and tour 'round the world
Make a lot of money and meet lots of girls
Mr. Recordman, do you really think I can?

It sounds like music to my ears
I've dreamed of this for many years

To sell a lot of records and tour round the world
Make a lot of money and meet lots of girls
Have a lot of fun and hang with my bros
'Cause these boys and this band is all I know

Mr. Recordman, do you know who I am?
Mr. Recordman, do you really think I can?

If not for the money and not for the show
Are you here for me or here for the dough?

Mr. Recordman, do you really give a dam?
Mr. Recordman, do you really think I can?
Mr. Recordman