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Rockstar Lyrics - All The Right Reasons - Nickelback

I'm through with standin' in lines 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 

(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 

(Yeah, so what you need?) 

 

I 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 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 

 

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars 

And live in hilltop houses, drivin' 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 

 

And well, 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, ha, ha) 

 

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 

 

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars 

And live in hilltop houses, drivin' 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 

 

And we'll hide out in the private rooms 

With the latest dictionary of 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 those songs that offend the censors 

Gonna pop my pills from a Pez dispenser 

Get washed-up singers writin' all my songs 

Lipsync 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong 

 

Well, we all just wanna be big rockstars 

And live in hilltop houses, drivin' 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 

 

And we'll hide out in the private rooms 

With the latest dictionary of 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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