Nickelback - Rockstar

                G 
I'm through with standing in line to clubs we'll never get in
             C 
It's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win
    F                                                 G 
This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be
(Tell me what you want)

        G 
I want a brand new house on an episode of Cribs
     C 
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
     F                                     G 
And a king size tub big enough for ten plus me
(Yeah, so what you need?)

           G 
I'll need a credit card that's got no limit
     C 
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
     F                                 G 
Gonna join the mile high club at 37,000 feet
(Been there, done that)

        G 
I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
      C 
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard
   F                                             G 
Somewhere between Cher and James Dean is fine for me
(So how you gonna do it?)

         A# 
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
        C 
I'd even cut my hair and change my name

         G 
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
(Well, we all just wanna be big rockstars)
           A# 
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
   C 
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
     D#                        F 
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
          G 
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
      A# 
In the VIP with the movie stars
      C 
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
     D#                     F 
Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair

A#   C                     G 
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
(Well, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar)
A#   C                     G 
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 a quesadilla -on the house)

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?)

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

        D# 
I'm gonna sing those songs that offend the censors
     A# 
Gonna pop my pills from a pez dispenser
        D# 
I'll get washed-up singers writing all my songs
   C                              F 
Lip sync em every night so I don't get 'em wrong

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