Lyrics
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
Song details
Artist: kinney, emily