(Luc Plamondon, Tim Rice / Michel Berger)

Ziggy, I call him Ziggy
I'm so hot for him
He's not at all like all the rest
But he's held out and he's the best

Even if I know
He would never go with me

Ziggy they call him Ziggy
I'm so hot for him
And when I saw him that first day
I went and gave myself away
Oh so indiscreet
Oh but he was sweet to me
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Four a.m. he's here by my side
Talking, laughing and making friends
Making fun of me too
He can do whatever he wants
I don't mind, but he pretends
Not to see what I go through

Ziggy, my crazy Ziggy
I get weak for him
He lives a life that I can't share
I don't know why but I know where
Oh it breaks my heart
Knowing I'm not part of him

Why won't he try anything new?
I would be his very best
And his first, in many ways
Oh if I were one of his boys
Thin and languid and self-possessed
So in demand nowadays - oh

Ziggy, my crazy Ziggy
I get weak for him
He lives a life that I can't share
I don't know why but I know where
Oh it breaks my heart
Knowing I'm not part of him
Baby, Ziggy