Now every day I'd
see him out on the front porch
With the guitar across his lap
He'd be sittin' there diggin'
that transistor radio
Figurin' all them hit songs out
While the other kids
would sit around and wait on sticks
Till Johnny got his guitar
down and he'd hit
Cause that's the way Johnny
used to get his kicks
Tryin' to figure out some new
heart and licks
Little Johnny wants to be a star
Little Johnny wants to be a star
All he wants to do is sing a little song
And play music on a fine guitar
You hear him going
Mm -hmm, mm -hmm
Mm -hmm, mm -hmm
Deep in there, Johnny
Now every time a show
would come to town,
you'd find Johnny on
the front row seat
He'd be sittin' there
starin' all misty -eyed,
never missin' one single beat
And when the show was over
he would go straight home,
get his guitar down
and he would play it till dawn
Dreamin' of a time when
he'd be grown
and someday have a show of his own
Little Johnny wants to be a star,
Little Johnny wants to be a star
All he wants to do is sing a little song
and make music on a fine guitar
You hear him going, mm -hmm,
mm -hmm, mm -hmm
One day he picked up his
songs and his guitar
He kissed his little mama goodbye
He drove to New York City
to see a record producer
Asking if he'd give him a try
And so they took him to the studio,
they turned him loose
And when he started singing
and playing the blues
He saw him breathing inside
that control room booth
Yes, everybody knew the truth
Little Johnny's gonna be a star
Little Johnny's gonna be a star
At last he's singing a big hit song
And making music on a fine guitar
They heard him going,
mm -hmm, mm -hmm.
Show them, Johnny.