Tekster: Pat Green. What I'm For. Country Star.

Well, I sure am tired of these coffee house gigs
'Cause there ain't no money and there ain't no chicks
It's gettin' harder and harder to get my kicks
So I bought a little ticket to Nashville

'Cause I wanna see my name up in neon lights
Drink pink champagne and party every night
All them lucky mothers up there livin' the life
Man, I gotta get my ass to Nashville

'Cause I wanna be a country star
And take it all way to far
Drinkin' free in every bar
Just like Bocephus

I think it'd be a cryin' shame
Not to have my own airplane
I wanna go up in flames, me and my guitar
Man, I wanna be a country star

Well, I got a drinkin' problem so I'll fit right in
Gonna sing me some hits and get some famous friends
I'll be ridin' shotgun with Kenny, Faith and Tim
And I wonder how they lived without me

I'll get big and rich, rich and build a big ol' house
With a big ol' fence to keep the rift raft out
Call my old girlfriends, say how ya like me now?
Come on baby, tell me what ya love about me?

I'm gonna be a country star
And take it all way to far
Breakin' all the young girls hearts
Just like Keith Urban

Man, I'm thinkin' that sure sounds fun
Rockin' out with Brooks and Dunn
All the way to number one, me and my guitar
Man, I wanna be a country star

Playin' golf with Vince and Willie
Hangin' out with Carrie
Underneath those big spotlights

I'm wanna be a country star
Take it all way to far
Breakin' all the young girls hearts
Just like Keith Urban

Man, I think it sure sounds fun
Rockin' out with Brooks and Dunn
All the way to number one, me and my guitar
Man, I wanna be a country star, country star