So your girlfriend wants to be a popstar   And beat the charts out of me   She wants to move a million units man   Probably just to prove she can      And after a couple of hits   She'll be buying a new pair of mitts   I can see just where she's heading   She's as predictable as Armageddon      Oh, they don't make 'em like they used to   They don't make 'em like they used to   No, they don't make 'em like they used to   You should have just stuck with me      Your girlfriend wants to be a popstar   And live in primrose hell   Well, she'll join the meritocracy   Get to meet all of rocks aristocracy      And be someone everyone knows   Who all the designers send all their new clothes   When she starts to look like Kylie Minogue   She might even get her picture in Vogue      Baby, they don't make 'em like they used to   They don't make 'em like they used to   No, they don't make 'em like they used to   You should have just stuck with me      Your baby wants to be a popstar   Probably just to spite me   Well, she thinks it's so easy to get to the top   But a girl like that, she won't know where to stop      And when her most recent therapist   Suggests that may be she become a Buddhist   She might even consider giving up red meat   Man, you're gonna look back to when your life was so sweet      You know, they just don't make 'em like they used to   No, they don't make 'em like they used to, baby   They just don't make 'em like they used to   Yeah, you should have just stuck with me   You should have just stuck with me, baby