They handed it to him He handed it to her Explaining it was solely for her own protection You know it can't be bought for money Its given freely by the game It's the rock 'n' roll equivalent of social standing Look at me I'm with them on the stage I can see my friends they're eight rows back But although they had to pay I think it's fair to say I had to make my way on the crew bus I'd do anything Things to make you sing Tell me your favourite thing Bring all that I can bring To get a backstage pass
Got to wear it out on the show Let everybody know You know your way around And you know the action When you show it like a sign You're gonna look so fine But nothing's really free It must be paid for I'd do anything Things to make you sing Tell me your favourite thing Bring all that I can bring To get a backstage pass No "after show" that won't do Don't want no press pass No no no guest pass I'm with you Fantastic plastic Access all areas
And when the band move on You can stick it on the wall It really will do things for your reputation You can be the one in town who has been seen around You might even get a name across the nation I'd do anything Things to make you sing Tell me your favourite thing Bring all that I can bring To get a backstage pass No "after show" that won't do Don't wont no press pass No no no guest pass I'm with you Fantastic plastic Access all areas