Sweet box -- SuperstarMr. Big Stuff, you're goanna hate me. Mr. Big Stuff, you're goanna sufferMr. Big Stuff, you're goanna learn your place. I used to think quite a lot of you. Wished I could do all the things you do. But honey, I've seen the light. You’ve never been on a movie screen. Hollywood you have never seen. But you think you're too good for me. Hey Hey Hey. Who the hell you think you are. No no, you're not a superstar. Hey Hey Hey. This time you really went too far. No no, you're not a superstar. You walk around like you're Brad Pitt. Don't even know that you're full of shit. There are no billboards of you. So tonight, honey, say your prayers. You’re goanna hate me but I don't care. ‘cause now it's your turn to cry. Late at night when you close your eyes. You’ll see me. who do you think you are. You’re not a superstar, no. Mr. Big Stuff, you're goanna hate me. Mr. Big Stuff, you're goanna suffer. Mr. Big Stuff, you're goanna learn your place 

晕了

是我抄的呀，不要晕哦