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Rockstar Sign Language


I’m through with standing in line To club 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 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 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 rock stars
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 the bleach blond hair heyyyyy, I wanna be a rockstar heyyyyyy I wanna be a rockstar I wanna be great like Elvis Without the tassles Hire 8 bodyguards who love to beat up assholes Sign a couple autographs so I can eat my meals for free I’ll have a quesadilla, haha I’m gonna dress my ass in the latest fashion get a front door key to the playboy mansion gonna date a centerfold who loves to spend 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 cus we all just wanna be big rock stars and live in hilltop houses, driving 15 cars the girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap we’ll all stay skinny cus we just won’t eat and we’ll hang out at the coolest bars in the V.I.P with the movie stars every good gold digger’s gonna wind up there every playboy bunny with the bleach blonde hair and we’ll, hide out in the private room 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, well heyyyyyyyy, 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 writing all my songs Lip-sync them every night so I don’t get them wrong well, we all just wanna be big rockstars and live in hilltop houses driving 15 cars the girls come easy and the drugs come cheap we’ll all stay skinny cus we just won’t eat and we’ll hang out at the coolest bars in the V.I.P with the movie stars every good gold digger’s gonna wind up there every playboy bunny with the bleach blonde hair 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. well, heyyyyyy I wanna be a rockstar heyyyyyy i wanna be a rockstar Libbey: I love You

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