Tonight I'm a rock 'n' roll star It's just rock 'n' roll The day's moving just too fast for me I live my life in the city There's no easy way out I need some time in the sunshine I've gotta slow it right down I live my life for the stars that shine

Back when we were rockstars Back when the air guitars were the only sound And you'd strum the chords and I'd put the pedal down Two-man dashboard band rollin' through this town Had that rearview shakin' to the kickdrum beat Leaning West Coast deep in the

Sometimes I feel turned around And upside down And sometimes maybe I drink too much But my heart's still in touch I remember standing tall telling you I'm gonna be a rock n roll star When someone said "Sit down boy" "You already are" So raise your hands

Hop in, roll up Bad bitch shotgun toes up Gang signs, my block You can never ever stay the night Rockstar that's my life Never ever look at the price Bitch don't try my life All tattoos on my top

Hey, hey, you got me rocking now Hey, hey, there ain't no stopping me I was a butcher cutting up meat My hands were bloody, I'm dying on my feet I was a surgeon 'till I start to shake I was a-falling 'till you put on the brakes I was a pitcher down in a

When her song's on the radio A little crazy with a blue jean tear My baby's hands in the air don't have a care Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go. Jesus and gypsy soul Yeah, that's how she rocks, that's how she rolls. 'Cause she likes to

Rock you sweet And if we get on a roll Start feeling something deep Baby just let go And I'll rock you, rock you sweet Just holding your hand, while the sea breeze blows And the waves roll in, swaying those boats Girl it makes me think I'd like to rock

As a rock and roll star So inviting, so enticing to play the part I could play the wild mutation As a rock and roll star, get it on yeah I could do with the money I'm so wiped out with things as they are I'd send my photograph to my honey and I'd c'mon

Yeah that’s the way a night should feel With the top laid back and the stars all shining Rockin’ to the radio, you in that short crop tank top dressed to kill One hand on you, one on the wheel We were rollin’ down an open road The way a night should feel

I’ll wait for you Got a pinch of tobacco in my pocket I’m not gonna roll it no I’m not gonna smoke it 'Till we’re staring at the stars and the rockets Twinkling in the silvery night And though the sand may be washed by the sea And the old will be lost in