Oh well my mama didn't think too much to that rock 'n' roll Every weekend she was downtown selling her soul But my father was a different man - he said, "Boy you gotta get what you can, you're a 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 big superstar Well I was just 17, I was singing at the high school dance Everybody singing said, "Boy you just don't stand a chance" But then a guy in a gold Rolls Royce - He said, "We sure do like your voice, you're a 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 big superstar Well, he took me down town in a Cadillac It all works out or you won't get back You don't mind a rumble and a tumble in the night You're gonna be a star for a long long while ...just to visit my mama and my pa My mama looked at me - said, "What you doing with that great big car" Yet my papa was a different man - he said "Boy you gotta get what you can, you're a 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 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 big superstar That's all boys!