Oh ah ah ah Well i want to be famous someday And i wanna make good steady pay And im thinking of kicking you out Oh i'd like a house on a streed with a view And i'd like the room with the walls painted blue And i'll be kicking you out of there too Well the carpet is dirty and so is the bed And my llips cheeks and eyelids are painted with lead And im thinking of kicking you out Oh i'd like a wordless vacation for one It would feel like a week with no rain and no sun And i'd be better than kicking you out Oh Woah oh woah