Em       C                Em           C
I didn't ask to be famous, but I'm not sore
Em             C                  Em              C
'Cause you can see my face in the window of every store
Em      C                Em           C
You can buy my lunch box, and you can wear my clothes
Em        C                      Em                  C
You can remember my name just as plain as the face under your nose


[Chorus]
      G   Am         F
I'm a new kid on the block
         G            Am             F
Though I may not be Johann Sebastian Bach
      G       Am                 F
So we may not write the songs we sing
            G                  Am
But look at Elvis, he sold his soul and
                F
You crowned him king


[Verse]
Em       C                Em           C
I didn't ask to be famous, but I'm not sad
Em            C                     Em              C
You see, I've got everything that I always wished I had
Em         C             Em                  C
I thank my manager and I thank the screaming girls, oh
Em         C               Em             C
I thank my hairdresser for giving me such beautiful curls


[Bridge]
G         Am             F
Now I'm a new kid on the block
         G                     Am                F
Well I'm twenty-three and they won't let me grow up
       G       Am               F
I went down to register for the draft
       G             Am               F
Well I got up to the counter, and the lady there just laughed


[Chorus]
      G   Am         F
She said you're a new kid on the block
G           Am                   F
Young girls scream and old boys mock
         G        Am                  F
Well you broke my youngest daughter's heart
       G                  Am               F
Well I knew you kids were trouble from the start


[Verse]
Em       C                Em           C
I didn't ask to be famous, but I'm not sure
Em            C                Em                C
That we're as apple pie as you always thought we were
Em    C                Em          C
I can stay up all night, and I can have a blast
Em    C                       Em               C
I can breakdance, I can fight, I can kick your sorry ass


[Chorus]
      G   Am         F
I'm a new kid on the block
              G            Am             F
And 'though I may not be Johann Sebastian Bach
                G       Am           F
Well there's no need to be afraid of us
          G                  Am              F
Though it just might be your daughter on our bus


[Outro]
      G   Am         F
I'm a new kid on the block (step one, that was fun)
              G            Am             F
And 'though I may not be Johann Sebastian Bach (think of what you say, think of what you do)
                G       Am           F
Well there's no need to be afraid of us (whoa, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh)
          G                  Am              F
Though it just might be your daughter on our bus (hey, yeah, hey)