Oh ah ah ah
Well i want to be famous someday
And i wanna make good steady pay
And im thinking of kicking you out
Oh i'd like a house on a streed with a view
And i'd like the room with the walls painted blue
And i'll be kicking you out of there too
Well the carpet is dirty and so is the bed
And my llips cheeks and eyelids are painted with lead
And im thinking of kicking you out
Oh i'd like a wordless vacation for one
It would feel like a week with no rain and no sun
And i'd be better than kicking you out
Oh
Woah oh woah