Lyrics:

Oh, I got these looks that just won't quit
I got at least a half of some kind of wit
I got a guitar, check it out, I'm a star
Hey, kids, how'd I look on the cover of Spin?

Well, well
We're all gone
Well, well
Right on, right on, right on

Listen to my songs, I guarantee you'll relate
Look at me, recognize your face
My daddy's rich and my mama's good lookin', yeah
Hush little baby, so am I

Well, well
We're all gone
Well, well
Right on, right on, right on


Well, I'm the spokesmodel of your generation, baby
I'll leave my shirt for revelation
Thanks to the kids for making me who I am
Twenty percent of the gross goes straight to the man

Well. well
We're all gone
Well, well
Right on, right on, right on