Motley Crue

Spent a million dollars on amphetamines
Crashed a lot of cars
Fucked all the stupid stars in hollywood
Because I could, because we could
So you loved to hate us in your private jets
Funny how you bitched and moaned
cause you got fat and rich
And when Im dead
All youll put on my headstone is that
Im so fake
Im a dirty little bastard
Fake
I was always so plastered
Fake
So you say its true
Fake
Im a dirty little whore
Fake
Im everything and more
Looks like Im fake
Just like just like you
40 million records and going strong
Never won a grammy