The wind in the willows plays tricks   On all the boys out for there kicks   Looking for numbness and chicks   In other words in search of the infinite fix   I got my hands in my pockets   Looking for a change   Like I'm looking for a room in my house to rearrange   From the flip flop top   To the cozy little bottom   She's got my hands locked   No way to stop 'em   Baby down the bar   You know she's looking wild   Floors me cold   Makes me feel like a child   Sovereignty's so easy in the make of the drown   Baby lets get busy   C'mon hold me down      Yes, you're a rock star   Yes, yes, you are   Yes, you're a rock star   Yes, yes, you are   Yes, you're a rock star   Yes, yes, you are   Yes, you're a rock star   Uh-Huh      There's more to this then "tea for two"   That's the difference between me and you   A lie never lasts very long   But it's not the size of the mike   It's the length of the song   For centuries the girls been over William Tell   And "Could you deliver me baby from my personal hell?"   Your sonnets to letters will not make it better   You stand grand on the bandstand or grandstand for the band   You litigate and fabricate then delegate some   I meant it when I told you that "You're the only one"   My fickle fretted heart might change with the season   It's a nice night and baby you're my reason for living      Yes, you're a rock star   Yes, yes you are      (repeat unitl you mean it)