Not Another Rockstar

Hand me down jewels and your dirty blonde hair I think, "You're so cool and different", and then The law pulls up and you won't get in the car And I'm like, "Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar" Pinky promised I was quittin' Pinky promised that I wouldn't love somebody if they didn't I'm a girl with big ambitions, but did I listen? No, no, no, no They're tortured and I wouldn't understand it Plus they got a lot of unexamined father-son baggage They don't wanna talk about it, is that a challenge? Oh, oh, oh, oh Funny I could pick 'em in a line up, line up Pretty certain I could do it with my eyes shut, eyes shut A little self-obsessive and I sign up, sign up Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Hand me down jewels and your dirty blonde hair I think, "You're so cool and different", and then The law pulls up and you won't get in the car And I'm like, "Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar" Talk about me, make it all about you Caught you rippin' your jeans, and that's when I knew You'd leave me dead if it'd set you apart And I'm like, "Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar" He's been a player since the cradle Aren't I lucky, 'cause he could have chosen any girl to fuck with? And he chose me, so I guess I should be grateful No, no, no, no Hmm, funny I could pick 'em in a line up, line up Pretty certain I could do it with my eyes shut, eyes shut A little self-obsessive and I sign up, sign up Where's the pen? Where's the line? Hand me down jewels and your dirty blonde hair I think, "You're so cool and different", and then The law pulls up and you won't get in the car And I'm like, "Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar" Talk about me, make it all about you Caught you rippin' your jeans and that's when I knew You'd leave me dead if it'd set you apart And I'm like, "Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar" Ooh, not another rockstar Ooh, not another rockstar Glad that I got out before it got dark You could be a better person, no, it's not hard If there was a moment in this where you saw it goin' different, tell me what part Hand me down jewels and your dirty blonde hair I think, "You're so cool and different", and then The law pulls up and you won't get in the car And I'm like, "Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar" Talk about me, make it all about you Caught you rippin' your jeans and that's when I knew You'd leave me dead if it'd set you apart And I'm like, "Oh, goddamn, not another rockstar"