Na-na-na-na, na-na, na
Na-na-na-na na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na, na
Na-na-na-na na-na
I guess I just lost my husband
I don't know where he went
So I'm gonna drink my money
I'm not gonna pay his rent
(Nope!)
I got a brand new attitude
And I'm gonna wear it tonight
I'm gonna get in trouble
I wanna start a fight
Na-na-na-na, na-na, na
I wanna start a fight
Na-na-na-na, na-na, na
I wanna start a fight!
So, so what?
I'm still a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't need you
And guess what
I'm having more fun
And now that we're done
I'm gonna show you tonight
I'm alright
I'm just fine
And you're a tool
So, so what?
I am a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't want you tonight
Uh, check my flow, uh
The waiter just took my table
And gave it to Jessica Simp, shit!
I guess I'll go sit with drum boy
At least he'll know how to hit
What if this song's on the radio
