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Nickelback – Rockstar

November 5, 2015

I’m through with standing in line to clubs I’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 37,000 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

Because 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 because 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 their bleached blonde hair

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 bodyguards that love to beat up a**holes
Sign a couple autographs so I can eat my meals for free

I’m gonna dress my a*s 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

Because 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 because 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 their bleached blonde 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 the songs that offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills from a PEZ dispenser
I’ll 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 because 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 their bleached blonde 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

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