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

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Like a popstar
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Like a popstar (like a popstar)
Like a popstar (like a popstar)
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