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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 fameI'd even cut my hair and change my name
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'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheapWe'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 starsEvery 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'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