Sweetbox - Superstar

Mr. Big, Shot, you're gonna hate me
Mr. Big Stuff, you're gonna suffer
Mr. Big Shot, you're gonna learn your place

I used to think quite a lot of you
Wished I could do all the things you do
But honey, I've seen the light
You've never been on a movie screen
Hollywood you have never seen
But you think you're too good for me

No, no, no, no,
Who the hell you think you are
No, no, you're not a superstar

No, no, no, no,
Who the hell you think you are
No, no, you're not a superstar

You walk around like you're Brad Pitt
Don't even know that you're full of shit
There are no billboards of you, yeah, yeah, yeah
So tonight, honey, say your prayers
You're gonna hate me but I don't care
i cause now it's your turn to cry, oh! No!

No, no, no, no,
Who the hell you think you are
No, no, you're not a superstar

No, no, no, no,
Who the hell you think you are
No, no, you're not a superstar

Late at night when you close your eyes
You'll see me, Na Na~~, la la la la la la
who do you think you are, la la la
You're not a superstar, no

Mr. Big, Shot, you're gonna hate me
Mr. Big Stuff, you're gonna suffer
Mr. Big Shot, you're gonna learn your place

Mr. Big, Shot, you're gonna hate me
Mr. Big Stuff, you're gonna suffer
Mr. Big Shot, you're gonna learn your place, ah ha, ah ha

No, no, no, no,
Who the hell you think you are
No, no, you're not a superstar

No, no, no, no,
This time you really went too far
No no, you're not a superstar

Na na na na na na na na, you're not a superstar
Na na na na na na na na, you're not a superstar