You roll in the dirt of your gloss magazinesThen you clean off the filth with the soap on TVAnd you sing all the words that you read off the screenYou wanna be a big starWell get down on your kneesWannabe, Wannabe, Wannabe, WannabeYou think about nothingItâs already been doneYou might be a good singerBut you ainât got the songsAnd you say youâre on parBut youâre wild off the teeYou wanna be a big starWell get down on your kneesWannabe, Wannabe, Wannabe, Wannabe