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, I know
You've never been on a movie screen
Hollywood you've never seen
But to 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 ***
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

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
No no
Who do you think you are
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

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 to far
No no, you're not a superstar
No, Hell no(x4)
You're not a superstar