To be someone must be a wonderful thing
I could be a footballer, a rock singer
Or a big film star, yes I think that I would like
I would like that
To be rich and have a lot of fans
And lots of girls to prove that I'm a man
To be number one - and loved by everyone

Getting drugged up with my trendy friends
They really dig me, man, and i dig them
But the money that I spent, it is like my fame, and it's quickly gone

No more swimming in my guitar shaped pool
No more reporters at my back and call
No more cocaine, now it's only ground chalk
And I can't afford a taxi so I have to walk

Didn't I have a nice time
Wasn't it such a nice time
Didn't I have a nice time
I can't remember if I had a nice time

I realize I should have stuck to my guns
You stood me out just like a bastard son
And I lost myself, and I know that it was wrong
And it cost me a lot

No more drinking cause now the club shuts down
And I'm out here on my arse with the rest of the clowns
I get really scared without my bodyguard
And I'm sitting all alone in my expensive yard

Didn't I have a nice time
Wasn't it such a nice time
Didn't I have a nice time
Wasn't it such a nice time
I can't remember if I had a nice time
To be someone must be a wonderful thing

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