"Tryin' To Be Me"

 I pull on up the driveway
 And head out on the highway
 And I can see them in my rear view mirror
 Hangin' out the window
 Snappin' a shot o' me
 So I pull up to the fast lane, nobody's getting past me
 And I can hear the [bad word] #39;
 Drivin down the street is such a pain in the [bad word] for me

 And God I wanna know why
 Whoever said it was painless
 Should try and be famous
 And know that I'm just livin' life
 But nothing's for free
 Let's see what they say first
 Front page of the papers
 Some days I find that even I don't wanna be me
 Just tryin' to be me
 Why don't they leave me the [bad word] alone??

 So I'm hangin out on Melrose watchin' all the girls go by
 Then a hottie spots me,
 Sippin' on tequila, so happy to be alone
 No need to call the paparazzi 'cause they already got me
 Everybody's got a cellphone camera
 Walkin' down the street is such a pain in the [bad word] for me

 And God I wanna know why
 Whoever said it was painless
 Should try and be famous
 And know that I'm just livin' life
 But nothing's for free
 Let's see what they say first
 Front page of the papers
 Some days I find that even I don't wanna be me
 Just tryin' to be me
 Why don't they leave me the [bad word] alone??
 And I'm just tryin' to be me