I'm gonna marry a rockstar I'm gonna move downtown Lofted bed above his practice space, guitars hanging all around He'll wake up while I'm whispering \"Babe, it's almost noon\" But we could kiss all day in this tiny room We like walking wearing black matching Converse shoes Instead of diamond rings we get new tattoos Instead of walking down the aisle it's a backyard gig Just an ice cream cake and the people we dig Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm gonna marry a rockstar Go to every last show Nod my head to the bass drum from the very front row I help my baby move his gear to the stage from the van I take pictures on his phone for his Instagram He's gonna make it big, he's gonna sell so many tracks And through the ups and downs I'll be the lover that lasts Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I don't mind picking up the bill It won't be long until a studio in the hills A souped-up mixing board, sometimes he'll let me record The little poems I write, then we go out at night to the Satellite
He plays his guitar for so many bands He's got those talented, rough, rock 'n' roll type hands And I feel 'em on my back, on my neck, on my face Every chord progression makes my heart just race When he sees me in the crowd points and blows me a kiss Don't really know how life can get much better than this Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm gonna marry a rockstar, and when he's touring 'round the world I'll send him unreleased Walking Dead episodes, so on the plane he's not bored He sends a picture of the buildings in each new city He texts me every afternoon just to say \"you're pretty\" And before I go to bed \"miss you, baby, goodnight. Kissy heart emoji Do you need sexy Facetime?\" Never worry 'bout a local groupie trying to take a ride My lover only likes ladies twitter verified, like me Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm gonna marry a rockstar We got a love you can't doubt Wrinkle right up next to each other We'll get old but stay loud Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah