Popstar of Your Dreams

I go out, pick a name, get a haircut

Sing a song that LA would be proud of

But it don't mean a thing, never enough

For you to change my life

Yeah, you could change my life

Got the grin, got the skin of a pop star

Roof down, lip sync in a new car

But it don't mean a thing if I work hard

It wouldn't change my life

You wouldn't change my life

Put me in your playlist

Yeah, what's it gonna take to make me famous?

And everybody says, fake it to make it

So what you gonna do when I'm the fakest bitch around?

Put me in your playlist, I wanna be a star so, so salacious

Yeah, what's it gonna take to get you naked?

I'd rather be a sellout, sellout

If my name's in your mouth

What's it gonna take to be?

The puppet on your string?

I'm ready for the infamy

I wanna hear you sing

Something like

Oh my God, you're a fucking machine

I'm gonna change your life baby, what do you need?

What do you want from me?

I'll be

The popstar of your dreams

Fantasise of a life where I skip town

Winnebago, guitar and a new sound

Be a cowboy, a country singer

Yeah, would that change your mind?

Is that what you like?

Got the verve, got the voice of an angel

Stop crying, lip sync for the label

No, it don't mean a thing if I work hard

It wouldn't change your mind

Wouldn't change your mind

Put me in your playlist

Yeah, what's it gonna take to make me famous?

And everybody says, fake it to make it

So what you gonna do when I'm the fakest bitch around?

Put me in your playlist, I wanna be a star so, so salacious

Yeah, what's it gonna take to get you naked?

I'd rather be a sellout, sellout

If my name's in your mouth

What's it gonna take to be?

The puppet on your string?

I'm ready for the infamy

I wanna hear you sing

Something like

Oh my God, you're a fucking machine

I'm gonna change your life baby, what do you need?

What do you want from me?

I'll be

The popstar of your dreams

The popstar of your dreams

The popstar of your dreams