[Intro: Paul Weller]
To be someone must be a wonderful thing
A famous footballer, a rock singer
Or a big film star
Yes, I think I would like that
To be rich and have lots of fans
Have lots of girls to prove that I'm a man
And be number one
And liked by everyone

[Verse 1]
Getting drugged up with my trendy friends
They really dig me, man, and I dig them
And the bread I spend is like my fame
It's quickly diminished

[Pre-Chorus]
There's no more swimming in a guitar shaped pool
No more reporters at my beck and call
No more cocaine, now it's only ground chalk
No more taxis, now we'll have to walk

[Chorus]
But didn't we have a nice time?
Didn't we have a nice time?
Oh, wasn't it such a fine time?
[Verse 2]
I realise I shoulda stuck to my guns
Instead shit out to be one of the bastard sons
And lose myself, I know it was wrong
But it's cost me a lot

[Pre-Chorus]
There's no more drinking when the club shuts down
I'm out on my arse with the rest of the clowns
It's really frightening without a bodyguard
So I stay confined to my lonely room

[Chorus]
But didn't we have a nice time?
Didn't we have a nice time?
Oh, wasn't it such a fine time?

[Outro]
To be someone must be a wonderful thing