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 

(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 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 

(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 

[Chorus:] 
'Cause 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 '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 bleach blond 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 body guards that love to beat up assholes 
Sign a couple autographs 
So I can eat my meals for free 
(I'll have the quesadilla, uh huh) 
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 
(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 

[Chorus] 

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 

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 

I'll get washed-up singers writing all my songs 
Lip sync em every night so I don't get 'em wrong 

[Chorus] 

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 

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar 
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar