Rockstar

Lyrics

I'm through with standing in line to clubs I'll never get in
 It's like the bottom of the ninth, and I'm never gonna win
 This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be
 (Tell me what you want)
 I want a brand new house on an episode of Cribs
 And a bathroom I can play baseball in
 And a king-size tub, big enough for ten plus me
 (Uh, so what you need?)
 I'll need a credit card that's got no limit
 And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
 Gonna join the mile high club at 37,000 feet
 (Been there, done that)
 I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
 My own star on Hollywood Boulevard
 Somewhere between Cher and James Dean is fine for me
 (So how you gonna do it?)
 I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
 I'd even cut my hair and changed my name
 'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
 And live in hilltop houses, driving 15 cars
 The girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap
 We'll all stay skinny, 'cause we just won't eat
 And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
 In the V.I.P. with the movie stars
 Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
 Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blond hair and, well
 Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
 Hmm, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
 I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
 Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes
 Sign a couple autographs, so I can eat my meals for free
 (I'll have the quesadilla, haha!)
 I'm gonna dress my ass with the latest fashion
 Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
 Gonna date a centerfold that loves to blow my money for me
 (So how you gonna do it?)
 I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
 I'd even cut my hair and changed my name
 'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
 And live in hilltop houses, driving 15 cars
 The girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap
 We'll all stay skinny, 'cause we just won't eat
 And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
 In the V.I.P. with the movie stars
 Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
 Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blond hair
 And we'll hide out in the private rooms
 With the latest dictionary, and today's who's who
 They'll get you anything with that evil smile
 Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well
 Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
 I'm gonna sing those songs that offend the censors
 Gonna pop my pills from a Pez dispenser
 I'll get washed-up singers writing all my songs
 Lip sync 'em every night, so I don't get 'em wrong
 Well, we all just wanna be big rockstars
 And live in hilltop houses, driving 15 cars
 The girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap
 We'll all stay skinny, 'cause we just won't eat
 And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
 In the V.I.P. with the movie stars
 Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
 Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blond hair
 And we'll hide out in the private rooms
 With the latest dictionary, and today's who's who
 They'll get you anything with that evil smile
 Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well
 Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
 Hmm, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
 

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Duration
04:12
Tempo
144 BPM

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