Go!

It's friday night I'm at the club
Talking to a girl, I wanna have some fun
She says she only goes for rich guys
So I open my mouth and start to tell some lies

I guess it's gonna be this way
I guess I'm gonna have to say

Baby I'm rockstar, I'm on tv
I drive in a fast car, you can't catch me
I'm on the radio, and magazines
Baby I'm a rockstar
Come home with me

You've got me buying you drinks all night
It feels so wrong it feels so right
She says why don't we go back to your place
Little does she know I still live at home

I guess it's gonna be this way
I guess I'm gonna have to say

Baby I'm rockstar, im on tv
I drive in a fast car, you can't catch me
I'm on the radio, and magazines
Baby I'm a rockstar
Come home with me

We get in my car, you see its not a porsche
I go back to mine, you go back to yours
Whatta waste of night, what a waste of my time
I cant believe my luck
This girl is gold digging bitch of a girl
She only cares for money, she only cares for herself

Baby I'm rockstar, I'm on tv
I drive in a fast car, you cant catch me
I'm on the radio, and magazines
Baby I'm a rockstar
Come home with me

I know what your after
If you know what I mean
Baby I'm a rockstar
Come home with me.