Am7 Well there's slim times when my words won't rhyme G F And the hills I face are a long hard climb G C F C I just sit cross legged with my old guitar Am G F7 It kind of makes me feel like a rock and roll star Well it makes me laugh, Lord, it makes me cry And I think, for once, let me just get high Let me get electric, put a silk suit on Turn my old guitar into a tommy gun D And root-toot-shoot myself to fame Am7 Every kid alive gonna know my name D7 E7 F7 An overnight phenomenon like there's never been F7 G7 A A motivated supersonic king of the scene Chorus: Dm G Dm G I'll be a teenage idol, just give me a break Cmaj7 Am Dm G I'm gonna be a teenage idol no matter how long it takes Dm G You can't imagine what it means to me Dm G A7 I'm gonna grab myself a place in history F G# E7 Am G F A teenage idol that's what I'm gonna be Well, life is short, and the world is rough And if you're going to boogie, boy, you got to be tough Nobody knows if I'm dead or alive I just drink myself to sleep each night And so I pray to the teenage god of rock If I make it big, let me stay on top You gotta cut me loose from this one room dive Put me on the ladder, keep this boy alive And root-toot-shoot myself to fame Every kid alive gonna know my name An overnight phenomen like there's never been A motivated supersonic king of the scene Chorus: I'll be a teenage idol, just give me a break I'm gonna be a teenage idol, no matter how long it takes You can't imagine what it means to me I'm going to grab myself a place in history A teenage idol (ha, yeah, ooh) That's what I'm gonna be | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA Am A7 Am7 C Cm Cmaj7 Cmaj D Dm D7 E7 F F7 G G# G7 |