I can't marry me a rich man Never have to work again No worry about the single thing Go shopping seven days a week I can hang out with my fancy friends Drive a red Mercedes-Benz With GPS and leather seats And put it on a fiber lease But that's just not me I'm not a wanna be celebrity I'm not a bleach, blonde, barbie Sayin "Look at me" No into copying, made-up reality No, I don't wanna be Another wanna be I can spend a lot my spare time Studying the art wine Showing that I know my stuff Down at the local country club I can get a seaweed body wrap Drink a green tea mocha latte frat While I recover from the surgery The guppy these new double D's But that's just not me I'm not a wanna be celebrity I'm not a bleach, blonde, barbie Sayin "Look at me" No into copying, made-up reality No, I don't wanna be Another wanna be (2x)