Ugly Kid Joe
Ugly Kid Joe
Ugly Kid Joe
Ugly Kid Joe
Ugly Kid Joe
Ugly Kid Joe
Ugly Kid Joe
Ugly Kid Joe
Ugly Kid Joe
Ugly Kid Joe
Ugly Kid Joe
Ugly Kid Joe
Ugly Kid Joe
Mr. Recordman, do you know who I am?
Mr. Recordman, do you really think I can?
I've takin' 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 lotta records 'n' tour 'round the world
Make a lotta money 'n' meet lotsa' 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 lotta records 'n' tour round the world
Make a lotta money 'n' meet lotsa girls
Have a lot of fun and hang with my bro's
'Cause these boys 'n' 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 damn?
Mr. Recordman, do you really think I can?
Mr. Recordman
Mr. Recordman was written by Klaus Eichstadt.
Mr. Recordman was produced by Mark Dodson.