Bosson - Rockstar lyrics

He's a kid, with a dream but he's different from the average teens Upper cla**, respected family fancy house, they've got the money but his life is not as fun as it seems Daddys boy, goes to school doing weill he's got the best grades too as a doctor, or a lawyer professor, or a teacher he has to make his parents dream come true But he wants to be a Rockstar, oh oh With long curly hair he's bangin' his head Rockstar, oh oh The girls are getting wild they try to get him into bed He's a Rockstar, oh oh The crowd is getting crazy they are screaming his name Rockstar, oh oh Leaving the show with an MTV-host called Elaine Every day, after school he found a way to earn a buck or two When he'd saved, just evry penny In a jar, that he was hiding He went out and bought his first guitar Brought it home, sneaked inside locked the door to his own room to hide picked it up, it was a Gibson plugged it in, and turned the amp on It was time to make his dream come alive He's gonna be a Rockstar oh oh Posing for his fans covered with chewinggum tatoos Like a Rockstar oh oh Always takes his limo to his giant swimming pool Rockstar oh oh Taking photos for the cover of Billboard magazine A Rockstar oh oh with the tightest black leatherpants and the biggest mouth you've ever seen But when his daddy came home he took his guitar away -Music is out of the question and it's starting from today I don't care it you say you want to catch the moon you're gonna get an education or you're be on your own -Well, I don't want your money and I don't need your advice I will sleep on the street and I'll just roll the dice Living day by day like the real rockers do, practise for my break, that is what I'm gonna do! So give me my guitar back... I'm gonna be a Rockstar, oh oh Strawberry champange, I'm having breakfast in my bed Rockstar, oh oh I refuse to walk a carpet as long as it's not red I'm a Rockstar I tried to land my jetplane down on sunset boulevard Rockstar the police wanted me arrested I said "Put it on my card..."