Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Do you smoke, do you drink, do you yell out, "Hank"

Do you fold it in your pocket, do you lock it in the bank

Do you jack it up, or drop it down to the ground

Put the juice in the goose or the Coke in the Crown

Whatever makes you feel like a rock star

You can kick it back chillin' or you can rock hard

You busted your ass all week

 And now, it's your time to be

 Whatever you wanna be

You can dress to kill, you can shoot to thrill, try to seal the deal

 Whatever makes you feel like a rock star

Do you kick the dirt, or work it Vegas style

Do you hit the strip, or roll a country mile

Do you wear em tight, or do ya keep it loose

Do you leave it in the truck or sneak it in in your boot

Chorus

Solo

Now, whether you're pimped up hangin' in the VIP

Or way up high in the cheapest seats

Hey, pretty mama, if you roll with me

There'll be diamonds in the sky and the radio screen

Chorus

Do you smoke, do you drink, do you yell out, "Hank"

Do you fold it in your pocket, do you lock it in the bank

Do you jack it up, or drop it down to the ground

Put the juice in the goose or the Coke in the Crown

 Whatever makes you feel like a rock star

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

 Whatever makes you feel like a rock star

 Whatever makes you feel like a rock star