I wanna be a big superstar
Living with the groupies eating caviar
Dinner at Sardi's, booze every day
Check is common', I'm gonna pay
I wanna be a big maniac
Makin' fun of flying squirrels and acrobats
Doin' the stand-up, no sitting down
Someone get me out of this town
I don't wanna be a continental
Don't wanna be paying a price
I'd rather be
Just silly old me
Nothing but sugar and spice
And everything nice.

I wanna be an impresario
Introducing boys and girls to rock and roll
Out with the old stuff, in with the new
Find me on MTV2
Why not be a site planner
I could build and buy my own manor
Make the architecture look trippy
(Some sort of counter-melody?)
You bet your sweet bippy
Perhaps a chef for a dinner table
That'd be a sight to see
But I want a light touch
That doesn't cost any much
The one thing I really wanna be
Silly old me.

Once I wanted to be a superhero
But then it came to me that it was such a big deal-o
Take my friend Biff Farley-You remember him?
He got electrocuted-Boy did that sound grim!
So now he's magnetized and uses it on the go
North Pole above and South Pole below
Now he's making me worried of my floppy disks
Loosing that and my life I don't wanna risk!

I wanna be just what I wanna be
Easier than learning all my ABC's
Jump Jimmy Jangle
Jingle Ja Jim
Gimmie the yang and the yin
And maybe I'll win.