I could marry me a rich man

Never have to work again

Not worry ′bout a single thing

Go shopping seven days a week

I could hang out with my fancy friends

Drive a red Mercedes Benz

With GPS and leather seats

And put it on a five year lease

But that's just not me

I′m not a wanna be celebrity

I'm not a bleach blonde barbie sayin' look at me

Not into copying made up reality

No I don′t wanna be

Another wanna be

I could spend all of my spare time

Studyin′ the art of wine

Then show 'em that I know my stuff

Down at the local country club

I could get a seaweed body wrap (whatever that is)

Drink a green tea mocha latte frappe (whatever that is)

While I recover from the surgery

That got me these new double D′s (what?)

But that's just not me

I′m not a wanna be celebrity

I'm not a bleach blonde barbie sayin′ look at me

Not into copying made up reality

No I don't wanna be

Another wanna be

I'm not a wanna be celebrity

I′m not a bleach blonde barbie sayin′ look at me

Not into copying made up reality

No I don't wanna be

Another wanna be celebrity

I′m not a bleach blonde bimbo sayin' look at me

Not into copying made up reality

No I don′t wanna be

Another wanna be