Mr. Big, Shot, you're gonna hate me Mr. Big Stuff, you're gonna suffer Mr. Big Shot, you're gonna learn your place 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, Who the hell you think you are No, no, you're not a superstar You walk around like you're Brad Pitt Don't even know that you're full of shoot There are no billboards of you, yeah, yeah, yeah So tonight, honey, say your prayers You're gonna hate me but I don't care ‘cause now it's your turn to cry, oh! No! No, no, no, no, Who the hell you think you are No, no, you're not a superstar No, no, no, no, Who the hell you think you are No, no, you're not a superstar Late at night when you close your eyes You'll see me, Na Na~~, la la la la la la who do you think you are, la la la You're not a superstar, no Mr. Big, Shot, you're gonna hate me Mr. Big Stuff, you're gonna suffer Mr. Big Shot, you're gonna learn your place Mr. Big, Shot, you're gonna hate me Mr. Big Stuff, you're gonna suffer Mr. Big Shot, you're gonna learn your place, ah ha, ah ha 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 Na na na na na na na na, you're not a superstar Na na na na na na na na, you're not a superstar
