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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doug Ardito
Bass
Christian Stone
Lead Guitar
Wesley Scantlin
Lead Vocals
Ryan Yerdon
Drums
Brian Howes
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Howes
Songwriter
Doug Ardito
Songwriter
Wesley Scantlin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Howes
Producer
Jack Joseph Puig
Mixing Engineer
Jason Van Poederooyen
Engineer
Matt Serecchio
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
Since it means so much to you...
Yeah
Yeah
Hollywood Hills, pocket full of shells
Sunset drag and I haven't even slept all day
Zone in, something's gotta give
Might as well live it up until the fat lady sings
You want it, you got it
It's everything you dreamed of
I just wanna be famous, be so f- jaded
'Cause all the Playboy bunnies take my money from me
Show up at the Oscars, smoke out Dennis Hopper
The money is for nothin' and the chicks are for free
Yeah, I wanna be (fa-fa-fa-famous)
You sleep all day and still get paid
When the sun goes down, we'll do it all over again
'Cause when you're on a roll, we've gotta let you go
Right through the back door, let the games begin
You want it, you got it
It's everything you dreamed of
I just wanna be famous, be so f- jaded
'Cause all the Playboy bunnies take my money from me
Show up at the Oscars, smoke out Dennis Hopper
The money is for nothin' and the chicks are for free
Yeah, I wanna be (fa-fa-fa-famous)
And I hope that it's everything that you dreamed about
Be careful what you wish for
Hope that it's everything that you dreamed
When everything's fallin' apart at the seams
And I know that you never believed in me
Don't ever let 'em f- with your dreams, yeah
(Since it means so much to you...)
You want it, you got it
It's everything you dreamed of
I just wanna be famous, be so f- jaded
'Cause all the Playboy bunnies take my money from me
Show up at the Oscars, smoke out Dennis Hopper
The money is for nothin' and the chicks are for free
I just wanna be famous, 'cause fame is contagious
Now all the Playboy bunnies want more honey from me
Show up at the Grammys, so loaded they ban me
The money is for nothin' and the chicks are for free
(Yeah) yeah, I wanna be (fa-fa-fa-famous)
(Yeah) yeah, I wanna be (fa-fa-fa-famous)
Writer(s): Brian Howes, Doug Ardito, Wesley Scantlin
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