(Verse One)
I spend my Saturday nights with other girly men,
leave my house by nine to be home by ten,
my wife didnt turn out quite the way i thought she would be.
( tell me what you want. )
I wanna build a new house out of old trash bins,
by a dumpster I can go swimming in,
hangin out in clubs dirty enough for scum like me,
( tell me what you need )
I'll need a, cruddy car that smell like spinach,
and a black moped with a big dent in it,
gonna join a A.A. club and and wake up chewing my feet.
( been there, done that. )
I want a used, old, bus filled with tons of holes,
hire a bigshot agent, face covered in moles,
somewhere between actors and teen stars is fine for me.
( so how you gonna do it? )
I wanna take this life of torture and pain,
If I can get some Grammys to my name.

(Chorus)
We all just wanna be big popstars,
livin in our parents houses,drivin' rented cars.
Every note comes easy, if its above G.
We all have the figure of Lil Bo Peep,
and we'll hang outside the coolest bars,
cause we cant get past the security guard.
Every reject model's gonna wind up there, every gay boy actor with a creepy stare.
And well…
Hey, hey, I wanna be a popstar…
Hey, hey, I wanna be a popstar…

(Verse Two)
I wanna be a blondie, my hair in tassles,
Hangin out with girls as ugly as cattle.
Sign a bunch of autographs when theyre pushed in front of me.
( I'll write, " To Shakira." haha )
Im gonna dress my butt with the oldest fashion,
Singin so off key, but with lots of pashion.
Gonna make a girly song that blows a lot of money for me.
( so how you gonna do it? )
Im gonna take this life of torture and pain,if i can get some Grammys to my name.

(Chorus)
We all just wanna be big popstars,
livin in our parents houses,drivin' rented cars.
Every note comes easy, if its above G.
We all have the figure of Lil Bo Peep,
and we'll hang outside the coolest bars,
cause we cant get past the security guard.
Every reject model's gonna wind up there, every gay boy actor with a creepy stare.
And well hang out with the NSYNC dudes,
Justin Timberlake and the Beach Boys too.
We get everywhere cause of our freaky smile,
Everybody's got a hairstyler on speed dial, And well, hey, hey, I wanna be a Popstar!

(Bridge)
I’m gonna sing those songs that cant be censored,
gonna buy my meals from a hot dog vendor,
get drugged up singers writin all my songs,
lip sync em' every time, and you cant go wrong!

(Chorus)
We all just wanna be big popstars,
livin in our parents houses,drivin' rented cars.
Every note comes easy, if its above G.
We all have the figure of Lil Bo Peep,
and we'll hang outside the coolest bars,
cause we cant get past the security guard.
Every reject model's gonna wind up there, every gay boy actor with a creepy stare.
And well hang out with the NSYNC dudes,
Justin Timberlake and the Beach Boys too.
We get everywhere cause of our freaky smile,
Everybody's got a hairstyler on speed dial, And well, hey, hey, I wanna be a Popstar!
Hey, Hey, I wanna be a Popstar!