I'm through with standing in lineTo clubs we'll never
get inIt's like the bottom of the ninthAnd i'm never
gonna winThis life hasn't turned outQuite the way i want it
to beI want a brand new houseOn an episode of cribsAnd a bathroom
i can play baseball inAnd a king size tub big enoughFor ten plus
meI'll need a credit card that's got no limitAnd a big
black jet with a bedroom in itGonna join the mile high clubAt
thirty-seven thousand feetI want a new tour bus full of old
guitarsMy own star on hollywood boulevardSomewhere between cher
andJames dean is fine for meI'm gonna trade this life for
fortune and fameI'd even cut my hair and change my
name[chorus]'cause we all just wanna be big rockstarsAnd
live in hilltop houses driving fifteen carsThe girls come easy
and the drugs come cheapWe'll all stay skinny 'cause we
just won't eatAnd we'll hang out in the coolest barsIn
the vip with the movie starsEvery good gold digger'sGonna
wind up thereEvery playboy bunnyWith her bleach blond hairHey hey
i wanna be a rockstarHey hey i wanna be a rockstarI wanna be
great like elvis without the tasselsHire eight body guards that
love to beat up assholesSign a couple autographsSo i can eat my
meals for freeI think i'm gonna dress my assWith the latest
fashionGet a front door key to the playboy mansionGonna date a
centerfold that loves toBlow my money for meI'm gonna trade
this lifeFor fortune and fameI'd even cut my hairAnd change
my name'cause we all just wanna be big rockstarsAnd live in
hilltop houses driving fifteen carsThe girls come easy and the
drugs come cheapWe'll all stay skinny 'cause we just
won't eatAnd we'll hang out in the coolest barsIn the
vip with the movie starsEvery good gold digger'sGonna wind
up thereEvery playboy bunnyWith her bleach blond hairAnd
we'll hide out in the private roomsWith the latest
dictionary andToday's who's whoThey'll get you
anythingWith that evil smileEverybody's got aDrug dealer on
speed dialHey hey i wanna be a rockstarHey hey i wanna be a
rockstarI'm gonna sing those songsThat offend the
censorsGonna pop my pillsFrom a pez dispenserWhen they ask why i
drink all dayI'll say because i canI'll get washed-up
singers writing all my songsLip sync em every night so i
don't get 'em wrongThen listen to the fans tell me how
damn good i amI'm gonna trade this life for fortune and
fameI'd even cut my hair and change my name[chorus]
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