They handed it to him  He handed it to her  Explaining it was solely for her own protection  You know it can't be bought for money  Its given freely by the game  It's the rock 'n' roll equivalent of social standing  Look at me  I'm with them on the stage  I can see my friends they're eight rows back  But although they had to pay  I think it's fair to say  I had to make my way on the crew bus  I'd do anything  Things to make you sing  Tell me your favourite thing  Bring all that I can bring  To get a backstage pass    Got to wear it out on the show  Let everybody know  You know your way around  And you know the action  When you show it like a sign  You're gonna look so fine  But nothing's really free  It must be paid for  I'd do anything  Things to make you sing  Tell me your favourite thing  Bring all that I can bring  To get a backstage pass  No "after show" that won't do  Don't want no press pass  No no no guest pass I'm with you  Fantastic plastic  Access all areas    And when the band move on  You can stick it on the wall   It really will do things for your reputation   You can be the one in town who has been seen around  You might even get a name across the nation   I'd do anything   Things to make you sing   Tell me your favourite thing   Bring all that I can bring   To get a backstage pass   No "after show" that won't do   Don't wont no press pass   No no no guest pass I'm with you   Fantastic plastic   Access all areas