Sit Ups

Do I have to do sit-ups if I want to be a rock star?
Do I have to make millions if I want to be free?

Should I come with the clichés?
Should I hide in a big car?
You say the money doesn't matter
Well, let's check and see

Cause you look sexy
You look fine
How I wish that you were mine
You look sexy
You look hot
Is that really all we’ve got?

In the end, you pretend, you're my friend but you're not

Tell me that I'm going to be the king of the world
I know it's never going to happen but if you could be mine
I wanna wake in the morning and look at your beautiful face
I know it's going to be a wonderful day

Did you want to be a hooker?
Or did you want to be a model?
Well, did you want to be famous?
Did you want to be free?

I can see that you're a looker, but keep your love in a bottle
And those skimpy clothes they go a long, long way with me

You look sexy
You look fine
How I wish that you were mine
You look sexy
You look hot
Is that really all you got?

In the end, you pretend, you're my friend but you're not

Tell me that I'm going to be the king of the world
I know it's never going to happen but if you could be mine
I wanna wake in the morning and look at your beautiful face
I know it's going to be a wonderful day

Through the smog the sky is blue and angels all were sinners too
And baby I'll be good to you
If you tell me what you want I'm going to do that to you

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