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

Hey Hey Hey
Who the [bad word] you think you are
No no, you're not a superstar
Hey Hey Hey
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 [bad word] There are no billboards of you
So tonight, honey, say your prayers
You're gonna hate me but I don't care
Cause now it's your turn to cry

Late at night when you close your eyes
You'll see me
who do you think you are
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