When you prance into the room
With a coffee and some food
In a Russian tee
That you got for free

Pigeon hole, there’s nothing there
Hurry up, get a chair
Polish press meeting is on
And you really love their song

You’re a fanboy
Such a fanboy
And a fanboy
Needs to own every CD
You’re a fanboy
Just a fanboy
Such a fanboy
You’ll take seven cause they’re free

Early morning and you see
Kati Wolf about to feed
Her sweet newborn child
But you ask her still

“You and me, a photo, now?”
She goes “No! My boobs are out!”
So you label her a bitch
In your blog - yeah, she’s a witch!

You’re a fanboy
That’s a fanboy
Yes, a fanboy
Tries to be a journalist
You’re a fanboy
What a fanboy
Crazy fanboy
Munching Georgian buffet crisps

Getting ready to go out
Euroclub - there is no doubt:
You know every song
And will sing along

Throw your hands up in the air
Wave your arms, fall off a chair
One more keychange and you come
Then shout “Shirley Clamp was robbed!”

You’re a fanboy
Such a fanboy
Yes, a fanboy
Just by talking, we can tell
You’re a fanboy
That’s a fanboy
Crazy fanboy
Actually quite like myself

Yes, you’re quite just like myself