** PLEASE NOTE THAT WE ARE NOW SINGING ONE VERSE AND ONE CHORUS ONLY **
Chris: I'm through with standing in line to the clubs I'll never get in
Chris: I'm through with standing in line to the clubs I'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the bilge and I'm never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be
Spoken (tell me what you want)
I want a brand new house Like you see in Hello
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub big enough for ten plus me
Spoken (yeah, so what you need)
I'll need a, 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 thirty-seven thousand feet
Spoken (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
Spoken (So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name
Chorus:
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars an
Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the grog comes cheap
We'll all stay skinny cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blonde hair and well..
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar