Life hasn't turned out quite the way I wanted to be
(Tell me what you 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
(So what you need?)
I'll need a, 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 37 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 15 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 bleached blond hair