Nickel Back - Rockstaradd

F#
I'm through with standing in line to clubs we'll never get in,
          B
It's like bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win,
     E                                                 F#
This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be.

         F#
I want a brand new house on an episode of Cribs,
      B
And a bathroom I can play baseball in,
      E                                      F#
And a king size tub big enough for ten plus me.

           F#
I'll need a credit card that's got no limit,
      B
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it,
      E                                                 F#
Gonna join the mile-high club at thirty-seven thousand feet.

         F#
I want a new tour bus full of old guitars,
       B
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard,
    E                                             F#
Somewhere between Cher and James Dean is fine for me.

          A
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame,
         B
I'd even cut my hair and change my name.

          F#
'Cause we all just want to be big Rockstars,
            A
And live in Hilltop Houses driven fifteen cars,
    B
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap,
      D                        E
We'll all stay skinny cause we just won't eat,
        F#
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars,
       A
In the VIP with the movie stars,
      B
Every good gold diggers gonna wind up there.
      D                      E
Every playboy bunny with her bleach blonde hair,
A      B                 F#
Hey hey i wanna be a Rockstar
A      B                 F#
Hey hey i wanna be a Rockstar

           F#
I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels,
     B
Hire eight body guards who love to beat up assholes,
       E                                            F#
Sign a couple autographs so I can eat my meals for free.

          F#
I'm gonna dress my ass with the latest fashion,
      B
Get a front door key to the Playboy Mansion,
      E                                                 F#
Gonna date a centerfold that loves to blow my money for me.

          A
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame,
         B
I'd even cut my hair and change my name.

          F#
'Cause we all just want to be big Rockstars,
            A
And live in Hilltop Houses driven fifteen cars
    B
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap,
      D                        E
We'll all stay skinny cause we just won't eat,
        F#
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars,
       A
In the VIP with the movie stars,
      B
Every good gold diggers gonna wind up there,
      D                      E
Every playboy bunny with her bleach blonde hair,
        F#
And we'll hide out in the private rooms,
         A
With the latest dictionary and todays who's who,
        B
They'll get you anything with that evil smile,
     D                       E
Everybodys got a drug dealer on speed dial,
    A       B                 F#
Well Hey hey i wanna be a Rockstar

          D
I'm gonna sing those songs that offend the censors,
      A
Gonna pop my pills from a pez despenser,
    D
Get washed up singers writing all my songs,
    B                              E
Lip sync 'em everynight so i won't get them wrong

 A        B                 F#
...Hey Hey I wanna be a Rockstar
A      B                 F#
Hey hey I wanna Be a Rockstar