AnnelieMyrberg

I'm through with standing in line to
clubs we'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

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

I'll need a credit card that's got no l
imit And a big black jet with a
bedroom in it Gonna join the
mile high club At thirty-seven thousand feet

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

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name

Cause we all just wanna be big
rockstars And live in hilltop houses driving
fifteen 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
VIP with the movie stars Every good gold digger's Gonna wind up there
 Every Playboy bunny With her bleach blond hair

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
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 think 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

i'm gonna trade this life For fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair And change my name

Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen 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 VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny With her bleach 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

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
 Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

m gonna sing those songs that offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills from a pez dispenser
When they ask why I drink all day I'll say because I can

I'll get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip sync em every night so I don't get 'em wrong
Then listen to the fans tell me how damn good I am
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name