I wanna be a celebrity
Where everyone can jealous of me
Rich skinny famous pretty
I don't wanna make it look too petty
I wanna be on magazine covers
Get some acting jobs and then some summers off, maybe a new Rover
You'd wanna be me for a month
Get paid by the hour working as a spokesperson
I'd want everyone to talk about my hair
Then I'm sitting on a bench and people stare
I'd give the people what they want
That's what they wanted, why the f*** would I care
I would wear some cool designer glasses, I'd look hot
They'd put me on the cover of the magazines, I'm big hot
Maybe then you would like me, maybe then you'd talk to me
Notice me, why am I so ignored?
And all I want, all I want, is to be adored