Wednesday, May 14, 2008

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 watchya 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
(Tell me watchya 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 thirty-seven thousand 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 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 well, 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'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 lifeFor 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 bunnyWith 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
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 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

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