How good can it feel To be on your hit parade Can't say how real It feels knowin' you got it made You ask me to tell you again I've said it before And it feels real good It should On your hit parade Now here's the story When two lovers meet with great expectations But one of them seems shy The other one leaps with no hesitation She wants it but she don't know why On the other hand if you're living alone And you think that it makes it Why must you go out every night Is the hit parade so close you swear you can taste it Just forget it you won't get a bite How good can it feel To be on your hit parade Can't say how real it feels Knowin' you got it made Got it made We'll play that song once again Oh, we played it so well It feels So real, so real It feels So real, so real It feels It feels so real It feels It feels so real On your hit parade It feels so real