some type of adult girl

somebody once told me the world was gonna roll me, i ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed. she was lookin’ kinda dumb with her finger and her thumb in the shape of an L on her forehead. well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming, back to the rules and i hit the ground running. didn’t make sense not to live for fun, your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. so much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? you’ll never know if you don’t go (record-scratching noises) you’ll never shine if you don’t glow. hey now, you’re an allstar, get your game on, go play. hey now, you’re a rock star, get the show on, get paid. all that glitters is gold. only shooting stars break the mold. it’s a cool place, and they say it gets colder, you’re bundled up now– wait ‘til you get older. the media man begs to differ, looking at the hole in the satellite picture. the ice we skate is getting pretty thin, the water’s getting warm so we might as well swim. my world’s on fire, how bout yours? that’s the way i like it and i’ll never get bored. hey now, you’re a rock star, get the show on, get paid. all that glitters is gold. only shooting stars break the mold. (musical interlude, heavy on record-scratching noises) hey now, you’re a rock star, get the show on, get paid. all that glitters is gold. only shooting stars… somebody once asked could i spare some change for gas i need to get myself away from this place. i said, “yeah, what a concept, i could use a little fuel myself and we could all use a little change.” well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming, back to the rules and i hit the ground running. didn’t make sense not to live for fun, your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. so much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? you’ll never know if you don’t go (go!) you’ll never shine if you don’t glow. hey now, you’re an allstar, get your game on, go play. hey now, you’re a rock star, get the show on, get paid. all that glitters is gold. only shooting stars break the mold. all that glitters is gold. only shooting stars break the mold.