B —5—–|——-|—3—-|——–|—1-
G —6—–|—7—|—4—-|—5—-|—2-
D —7—–|—7—|—5—-|—5—-|—3-
A —7—–|—5—|—5—-|—3—-|—3-
E —5—–|——-|—3—-|——–|—1-
A D G C F
OK here we go!
Verse 1:
A
I’m through with standing in line to clubs we’ll never get in,
D
It’s like bottom of the ninth and I’m never gonna win,
G C A
This life hasn’t turned out quite the way I want it to be.
Verse 2:
A
I want a brand new house on an episode of Cribs,
D
And a bathroom I can play baseball in,
G C A
And a king size tub big enough for ten plus me.
Verse 3:
A
I’ll need a credit card that’s got no limit,
D
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it,
G C A
Gonna join the mile-high club at thirty-seven thousand feet.
Verse 4:
A
I want a new tour bus full of old guitars,
D
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard,
G C A
Somewhere between Cher and James Dean is fine for me.
Pre-Chorus:
C
I’m gonna trade this life for fortune and fame,
D
I’d even cut my hair and change my name.
Chorus 1:
A
‘Cause we all just want to be big Rockstars,
C
And live in Hilltop Houses driven fifteen cars,
G
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap,
F G
We’ll all stay skinny cause we just won’t eat,
A
And we’ll hang out in the coolest bars,
C
In the VIP with the movie stars,
G
Every good gold diggers gonna wind up there.
F G
Every playboy bunny with her bleach blonde hair,
C D A
Hey hey i wanna be a Rockstar!
C D A
Hey hey i wanna be a Rockstar!
Verse 5:
A
I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels,
D
Hire eight body guards who love to beat up assholes,
G C A
Sign a couple autographs so I can eat my meals for free.
Verse 6:
A
I’m gonna dress my ass with the latest fashion,
D
Get a front door key to the Playboy Mansion,
G C A
Gonna date a centerfold that loves to blow my money for me.
Pre-Chorus:
C
I’m gonna trade this life for fortune and fame,
D
I’d even cut my hair and change my name.
Chorus 2:
A
‘Cause we all just want to be big Rockstars,
C
And live in Hilltop Houses driven fifteen cars
G
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap,
F G
We’ll all stay skinny cause we just won’t eat,
A
And we’ll hang out in the coolest bars,
C
In the VIP with the movie stars,
G
Every good gold diggers gonna wind up there,
F G
Every playboy bunny with her bleach blonde hair,
A
And we’ll hide out in the private rooms,
C
With the latest dictionary and todays who’s who,
G
They’ll get you anything with that evil smile,
F G
Everybodys got a drug dealer on speed dial,
C D A
Well Hey hey i wanna be a Rockstar!
Bridge:
C
I’m gonna sing those songs that offend the censors,
G
Gonna pop my pills from a pez despenser,
C
Get washed up singers writing all my songs,
G
Lip sync ’em everynight so i won’t get them wrong!
Chorus 2:
C D A
…Hey Hey I wanna be a Rockstar!
C D A (let ring)
Hey hey I wanna Be a Rockstar!
