They handed it to him

He handed it to her

Explaining it was solely for her own protection

You know it can't be bought for money

Its given freely by the game

It's the rock 'n' roll equivalent of social standing

Look at me

I'm with them on the stage

I can see my friends they're eight rows back

But although they had to pay

I think it's fair to say

I had to make my way on the crew bus

I'd do anything

Things to make you sing

Tell me your favourite thing

Bring all that I can bring

To get a backstage pass



Got to wear it out on the show

Let everybody know

You know your way around

And you know the action

When you show it like a sign

You're gonna look so fine

But nothing's really free

It must be paid for

I'd do anything

Things to make you sing

Tell me your favourite thing

Bring all that I can bring

To get a backstage pass

No "after show" that won't do

Don't want no press pass

No no no guest pass I'm with you

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And when the band move on

You can stick it on the wall

It really will do things for your reputation

You can be the one in town who has been seen around

You might even get a name across the nation

I'd do anything

Things to make you sing

Tell me your favourite thing

Bring all that I can bring

To get a backstage pass

No "after show" that won't do

Don't wont no press pass

No no no guest pass I'm with you

Fantastic plastic

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