I'm through with [A]standing in line to clubs we'll never get in,
It's like [D]bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win,
This [G]life hasn't turned [C]out quite the way I [A] want it to be.

I want a [A] brand new house on an episode of Cribs,
And a [D]bathroom I can play baseball in,
And a [G] king size [C]tub big enough for [A]ten plus me.

I'll need a[A] credit card that's got no limit,
And a [D]big black jet with a bedroom in it,
Gonna [G]join the mile-high club at[C] thirty-seven [A]thousand feet.

I want a [A]new tour bus full of old guitars,
My [D]own star on Hollywood Boulevard,
Somew [G]here between Cher [C]and James Dean is fi[A]ne for me.

I'm gonna [B]trade this life for fortune and fame,
I'd even [D]cut my hair and change my name.

'Cause we all[A] just want to be big Rockstars,
And live in Hi[C]lltop Houses driven fifteen cars,
The [G]girls come easy and the drugs come cheap,
We'll a[F]ll stay skinny cause [G]we just won't eat,

And we'll [A]hang out in the coolest bars,
In the VI[C]P with the movie stars,
Every [G]good gold diggers gonna wind up there.
Every [F]playboy bunny with her [G]bleach blonde hair,

[C]Hey hey [D]i wanna be [A]a Rockstar!
[C]Hey hey [D]i wanna be [A]a Rockstar!

I wanna be [A]great like Elvis without the tassels,
Hire [D]eight body guards who love to beat up assholes,
Sign a [G]couple autographs so I ca[C]n eat my meal[A]s for free.

I'm gonna [A]dress my ass with the latest fashion,
Get a [D]front door key to the Playboy Mansion,
Gonna [G]date a centerfold that loves [C]to blow my money f[A]or me.

I'm gonna [C]trade this life for fortune and fame,
I'd even [D]cut my hair and change my name.

'Cause we [A]all just want to be big Rockstars,
And live in [C]Hilltop Houses driven fifteen cars
The [G]girls come easy and the drugs come cheap,
We'll [F]all stay skinny cause [G]we just won't eat,
And we[A]'ll hang out in the coolest bars,
In the V [C]IP with the movie stars,
Every [G]good gold diggers gonna wind up there,
Every [F]playboy bunny with her bleach [G]blonde hair,

And we'll [A]hide out in the private rooms,
With the [C]latest dictionary and todays who's who,
They'll get [G]you anything with that evil smile,
Every[F]bodys got a drug deal[G]er on speed dial,

Well [C]Hey hey [D]i wanna[A] be a Rockstar!

I'm gonna [C]sing those songs that offend the censors,
Gonna [G]pop my pills from a pez despenser,
Get [C]washed up singers writing all my songs,
Lip [G]sync 'em everynight so i won't get them wrong!

[C]Hey Hey [D]I wanna be [A]a Rockstar!
[C] Hey hey [D] I wanna Be [A]a Rockstar!