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 be
I want a brand new houseon an episode of CribsAnd a bathroom I can play baseball inAnd a king size tub big enoughfor ten plus me
I'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 feet
I want a new tour bus full of old guitarsMy own star on Hollywood BoulevardSomewhere between Cher andJames Dean is fine for me
I'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 hair
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstarHey hey I wanna be a rockstar
I 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 free
I 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 me
I'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 rockstar
I'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 can
I'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 am
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fameI'd even cut my hair and change my name