Wannabe Lyrics

I´m selling records
What is it that you do
Sitting in your Momma´s basement
With her Shih Tzu
Peanut Butter on your Dick
Right hand going Click

So now you wanna talk about me
Who´s name is on the Marquee
You hate everything that you can´t be
I´ve heard all before

You´re just a sell out
Turncoat
Rockstar
Pussy
Poser
Popstar

Because you´re nothing but a wannabe
It´s so easy when you´re faceless
Why don´t you focus on your misery
Instead of a focusing on me

So number two that´s right
What is it you´re rollin
Now that your Mamma ford focus got stolen
But it don´t mater cause you got nowhere to go
So back to the hating frantic masturbating

So now you wanna talk about me
Who´s name is on the Marquee
You hate everything that you can´t be
I´ve heard all before

You´re just a sell out
Turncoat
Rockstar
Pussy
Poser
Popstar

Because you´re nothing but a wannabe
It´s so easy when you´re faceless
Why don´t you focus on your misery
Instead of a focusing on me

Breakdown

So number two that´s right
What is it you´re rollin
Now that your Mamma ford focus got stolen
But it don´t mater cause you got nowhere to go
So back to the hating frantic masturbating
So now you wanna talk about me
So now you wanna talk about me

Because you´re nothing but a wannabe
It´s so easy when you´re faceless
Why don´t you focus on your misery
Instead of a focusing on me

I´m selling records
What is it that you do
Sitting in your Mommas basement
What is it that you do
I´m selling records