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