Hang me in your dorm room

Paint me on shampoo bottles and 

Place me in plastic happy meals

Then give me away

New face, same old cd

Safe smack for easy deities

I'm blessed with blame

I'm giving it away 



I wish I was beautiful

Book me on "Leno" and "Letterman"

Scratch a cheap logo here on my t-shirt

We'd be so happy

More money more sex more apathy

Sell me a cause I don't care which one 



Put me on your mix tape

Put me on your mix tape

Then I could tell every me that I'm your super-star

Put me on your mix tape

Put me on your mix tape

Baby, I'm a wanna be pop star 



In all this time

I was sure I'd find myself

in a poster on your locker door by now 



Put me on your mix tape

I'm a newborn stereo super-star

Turn me on