Sexy supers starsPreteen fantasies
I wanna be in a boyband
Sexy supers stars
Preteen fantasies
I wanna be in a boyband
Sexy superstars driving fancy cars
Image is everything I'm told
So check your brain out the door
And get the show on the road
I'll never know all the girls to who I sing
I wanna be a poster boy on MTV
Go! Go!
Sexy superstars
Preteen fantasies
I wanna be in a boyband
I wanna ditch this damn guitar
Go workout at the gym
Get dressed up like a star
Image is everything I'm told
So check your brain out the door
And get this show on the road
Ask any band and they'll tell you we're a joke
But all the girls are drooling
For all the songs I never wrote
Whoa, whoa, whoa, checkit checkit
I got some money
I'm blowing like hundred dollar bills
I got some mansion in the hills
I eat thousand dollar bills
I gotsta chickity checkbook
Like wriggedy wrecked Armani?
I got a chest like Burt Reynolds wrap
Doggy kennel,
Girlies stack around the block
For the rhymes I don't originate
Buy the compact discs so you can consummate the love
Between me and your wallet
I'll make it feel good,
Call it whatever you want it
Now do the job of one, quadrupled up, you know we split 
the loot
The pretty boy, the jock, the rebel and one you change
To suit your needs
And girl you need a lot
So pick your favorite, buy the poster,
Be the first on the block
To be cool, because that's what matters in the end
Collect the action figures
You can trade them with friends
So you're a pretty girl who needed something to love
Sole-uh-mite is lookin' down from above
I gots money
I gots money
(say wha?)
I gots money
(I know, you go fool)
I gots all your money!
Sexy superstars
Preteen fantasies
I wanna be in a boyband
Sexy superstars
Preteen fantasies
I wanna be in a boyband
Ask any band and they'll tell you we're a joke
But al the girls are drooling
For all the songs I never wrote