A Star - i wanna be

-Crossing the Street on a rich motorcycle
I'm looking so cool,compelling and likely
Visiting my house on the Beverly Hills
My neighbors seems like angry red-seeing beefs
Blinded by the prospects of the daily star lifestyle,
I closed the windows and the doors of my castle,
My air castle, with the view to the future
I want it, i want it, where's my way to get into?

i wanna be a star, donate all principles,
i wanna be a star, to have a happy weekends,
i wanna be a star, to have a lot of money,
i wanna be a star, ye, so, honey!

-Crossing my pathway on a show-off motorcycle
You looks like an idiot, like monkey with grenade
Living in a house of the "Touch of Class",
You becaming dissolute and empty as glass
sleeping with the producer on three hundred-aged bed
Drinking beer and coctails for all money you had
Snoring all the day and raging all night,
I want you with your millions to spend it right

i wanna catch a star, donate all principles,
i wanna catch a star, to have a happy weekends,
i wanna catch a star, to have a lot of money,
i wanna catch a star, ye, i want you, honey!