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 limit
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
'Cos 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
'cos 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
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'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
'Cos 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
'cos 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, 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
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 'cos
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 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, well
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar