A television makes someone a star People dive in, just to arrive But my vision's set on higher Skirts and heels won't help me survive In this view, what do you see? Nothing here feels special to me Somebody might make your dreams come true But just as fast, they can undo you Oh, simple but that's not how it goes, oh (Ay-) (Ay-) (Ay-) (Ay-) They chase the light, not sure why Some dreams get quiet as they grow I have seen bright eyes look away There's a kind of grace in moving slow Some just walk, no need to shine Not every life needs to be known Some grow roots instead of fame And they still carry quiet flame It's not that simple, but that is how our lives go (Ay-) (Ay-) (Ay-) (Ay-) Look at Sammy! Sammy loves to dance, bare feet, for her family Spinning down the hall with a smile so rapturously Sammy starts singing, on gawd, melodies take flight Coloring the air in hues no painter could ever recite Beware, out here They're hunting for new sparks to frame And as cameras crept in It was something that Sammy could never avoid But she can dance though (Shake it, shake it) Shake it off (Shake, shake it) They try to cast her off of her sway There she dances, shake it off (Ay-) (Ay-) A television makes someone a star (Ay-)