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 headin' She's as predictable as armageddon, uh They don't make 'em like they used to No they don't, they don't make 'em like they used to 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 Hill Where she'll join the meritocracy And get to meet all of rock's aristocracy Be someone everyone knows Who all the designers send all their new clothes But when she starts to look like Kylie Minogue She might even get her picture in Vogue, yeah 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, huh You should have just stuck with me Your baby wants to be a popstar Probably just to spite me But she thinks it's so easy to get to the top But a girl like that, she won't know where to stop But when her most recent therapist Suggests that maybe 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