Theres a radio blaring on the bathroom sink,
So I sing, and dance, like a diva to the beat,
And I look in the mirror with sparkles on my eyes,
And know these are nothing but sweet little lies,
I want to be a glamor queen,
Just to escape reality,
But will this ever be?
With sequences, glitter, stalettos, and a mike,
All I can do is sing all night.
Make my heart feel normal again,
And my stomach do back flips from the lights,
Cant you see I want to be a rock and roll diva,
What ever that may meen.