Rockstar

Momma

Compositor: Etta Friedman / Allegra Shay Weingarten / Zachary Capittifenton / Aron Kiyoshi Kobayashi Ritch

Flip through the paper
Ticking through the number one
Feel like a stranger
I wanna make a hit and run

Still need a drummer
The last one quit the band
His favorite song was Hummer
Soundtrack in the minivan

It takes a lot to admit it
Takes a lot to admit it
Hey, you're a hot shot and they know who you are
It takes a lot to admit it
Takes a lot to admit it
Yeah I got what they want, I'm a real rockstar

Stuck on the freeway
Gotta make it so the rent gets paid
I know this club called Tuesday's
I could get us backstage

The barback is our singer
The last one quit the band
A real heavy drinker
He karaokes Rocket Man

It takes a lot to admit it
Takes a lot to admit it
Hey, you're a hot shot and they know who you are
It takes a lot to admit it
Takes a lot to admit it
Yeah I got what they want, I'm a real rockstar

It takes a lot to admit it
Takes a lot to admit it
Hey, you're a hot shot and they know who you are
It takes a lot to admit it
Takes a lot to admit it
Yeah I got what they want, I'm a real rockstar

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