Well, my mama didn't think too
much of that rock 'n 'roll
Every weekend she was downtown
Oh, but my papa was a different man
you gotta give what you can
Oh, you're a star, you're a star
You're a great, big superstar
You're a star, you're a star
You're a great, big superstar
Well, I was just seventeen,
I was singing at the high
Everybody seen it, said, boy,
you just don't stand a chance
Well, then a guy in a Rolls Royce
He said, be sure to like your voice,
Well you're a star, you're a star,
you're a great big superstar
You're a star, you're a star,
you're a great big superstar
Well they took me downtown in a Cadillac
It all works out, no you won't get back
If you don't mind the rumblin',
Oh, when Francis Manchester
My mama looked at me and said,
What you doin' with that great big car?
Well, yeah, my papa was a different man
Tell boy, I'll give what you can,
You're a star, you're a star,
you're a great big superstar
You're a star, you're a star,
you're a great big superstar
You're a star, you're a star,
you're a great, great superstar
You're a star, you're a star,
you're a great, great superstar
