Vista previa
I pull on up the driveway
And head out on the highway
And I can see them in my rear view mirror
Hangin´ out the window
Snappin´ a shot o´ me
So I pull up to the fast lane, nobody´s getting past me
And I can hear the helicopters comin´
Drivin down the street is such a pain in the ass for me
And God I wanna know why
Whoever said it was painless
Should try and be famous
And know that I´m just livin´ life
But nothing´s for free
Let´s see what they say first
Front page of the papers
Some days I find that even I don´t wanna be me
Just tryin´ to be me
Why don´t they leave me the hell alone??
So I´m hangin out on Bell road watchin´ all the girls go
By
Then a hottie spots me,
Sippin´ on tequila, so happy to be alone
No need to call the paparazzi ´cause they already got me
Everybody´s got a cellphone camera
Walkin´ down the street is such a pain in the ass for me
And God I wanna know why
Whoever said it was painless
Should try and be famous
And know that I´m just livin´ life
But nothing´s for free
Let´s see what they say first
Front page of the papers
Some days I find that even I don´t wanna be me
Just tryin´ to be me
Why don´t they leave me the hell alone??
And I´m just tryin´ to be me