Ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di
Yeah, we walked right out of the bedroom, straight into my daddy's garage
Oh, we never looked back, talked a lot of smack, we was gonna be rock'n'roll stars
Ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di
Well, the next stop was the warehouse, some shitty little rock'n'roll bar
Well, we played too loud, stood so proud, it didn't matter that we didn't know how
Ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di, ba-room-di-di-di
Why don't we fast forward, baby, fast forward to your heart
Fast forward, fast forward
Come on, let's fast forward, baby, straight to the crazy part
Fast forward, fast forward
Well, fast forward, baby, where you were my best friend
Fast forward, fast forward
Fast forward, baby, come on, let's do it again
Oh, here we are a million years later
Suicide right on the stage
When it was you and me, girl, up against the world
Laughing at the noise we made
Ah-ha, come on
Proof of my fame
Proof of my fame
Proof of my fame
Proof of my fame
Proof of my fame
Proof of my fame
Proof of my fame
Proof of my fame
Proof of my fame
you