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 would 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 I'm the spokesmodel of your generation, baby I'll lose my shirt For ventilation 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