Sit Ups

Do I have to do sit-ups, if I want to be a rock star?
Do I have to make millions, if I want to be free?

Should I come with a cliché?
Should I hide in a big car?
You say the money doesn't matter
Well, let's check and see

Cause you look sexy
You look fine
How I wish that you were mine

You look sexy
You look hot
Is that really all you got?

In the end, you pretend, you're my friend but you're not

Tell me that I'm going to be the king of the world
I know it's never going to happen but if you could be mine
I will wake in the morning and I'll look at your beautiful face
I know it's going to be a wonderful day

Did you want to be a hooker?
Or did you want to be a model?
Well, did you want to be famous?
Did you want to be free?

I can see that you're a looker, but keep your love in a bottle
And your skimpy clothes will go a long, long way with me

You look sexy
You look fine
How I wish that you were mine

You look sexy
You look hot
Is that really all you got?

In the end, you pretend, cause I don't want to stop

Chorus

Through the smog the sky is blue and angels all were sinners too
And baby I'll be good to you
If you tell me what you want I'm going to do that to you

Chorus

It's going to be a wonderful day
Look at your beautiful face

Everyday I make it with my baby