I'm through with standing in line
The clubs I'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the night
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 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
A thirty seven thousand feet been done
I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
My star on hollywood boulevard
Somewhere between cheer 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