I've been sittin' here so long
For you to hear my songs
But all you want to know
Have I been on the radio
And who's the biggest star I've seen
What is my favorite scene
And if I get the job
Would I sing en masse
Yes, sir, I would sing en masse
I'd play upon the walls
And I'd sing songs of the sun
And when my job was done
I would say I love you so
And I'd like to play you one more
Just to all young lovers
For the road
Tell me, sir
What is my favorite scene
Yeah, just how far
I need to go
To be a star
I have known my highs and lows
I've walked in every show
I've played in every town
And brought some houses down
Yet critics never noticed me
I'm not a star, you see
And yet I give my heart
To every part
I would stand for hours and hours
I'd wade through sun and showers
With my dancing shoes
And my dreams on view
I'd walk upon an empty stage
With one light in my face
To be told don't phone us
But we'll phone you
To be told don't phone us
But we'll phone you
To be told don't phone us
Tell me, son, just how far
I need to go to be a star
Every day the same old scenes
The same old happenings
A hundred miles of shows
And yet no place to go
And when your look is all run out
You're asked to take a bow
You've just stolen the show
But now you're on your own
Yes, I love
What's on Mars
My dear son
Dream of seeing
Is me the star
Me a star
I am a star
Me a star
Me a star