Popstar

Like a popstar Like a popstar Like a popstar I'm feeling trendy yet I'm feeling niche I was reserved now I'm off the leash A guilty pleasure for the mainstream And dreams of being on the silver screen And I'd be sorted if I could be Singing songs that were written for me I'll then have money And go on a spending spree Like a popstar Like a popstar Like a popstar I'm sick and tired of my face It always gets me to the same place To be good-looking and do photoshoots And say goodbye to my roots I'd be witty in interviews Talk 'bout things I've got no clue I'd like to be slated by The Sun Loved by everyone Like a popstar Like a popstar Like a popstar I'll go out with a supermodel And be number one Wash up in the Priory 'Cause that's how it's done Like a popstar Like a popstar Like a popstar Like a popstar (like a popstar) Like a popstar (like a popstar) Like a popstar (like a popstar) Like a popstar