I used to think
   quite a lot of you
   Wished I could do all the things you do
   But honey, I've seen the light
   You've never been on a movie screen
   Hollywood you have never seen
   But you think you're too good for me
  
   No no no no
   Who the hell you think you are
   No no, you're not a superstar
   No no no no
   This time you really went too far
   No no, you're not a superstar
  
   You walk around like you're Brad Pitt
   Don't even know that you're full of shit
   There are no billboards of you
   So tonight, honey, say your prayers
   You've gonna hate me but I don't care
   'cause now it's your turn to cry
  
   No no no no...
  
   Late at night when you close your eyes
   You'll see me
   La la la la la la la who do you think
   you are la la la
   You're not a superstar, no
   Mr. Big Stuff, you're gonna hate me
   Mr. Big Shot, you're gonna suffer
   Mr. Big Stuff, you're gonna learn your place
  
   No no no no...