They handed it to him
   He handed it to her
   Explaining it was solely for her own protection
   You know it can't be bought for money
   Its given freely by the game
   It's the rock 'n' roll equivalent of social standing
   Look at me
   I'm with them on the stage
   I can see my friends they're eight rows back
   But although they had to pay
   I think it's fair to say
   I had to make my way on the crew bus
   I'd do anything
   Things to make you sing
   Tell me your favourite thing
   Bring all that I can bring
   To get a backstage pass
  
   Got to wear it out on the show
   Let everybody know
   You know your way around
   And you know the action
   When you show it like a sign
   You're gonna look so fine
   But nothing's really free
   It must be paid for
   I'd do anything
   Things to make you sing
   Tell me your favourite thing
   Bring all that I can bring
   To get a backstage pass
   No "after show" that won't do
   Don't want no press pass
   No no no guest pass I'm with you
   Fantastic plastic
   Access all areas
  
   And when the band move on
   You can stick it on the wall
   It really will do things for your reputation
   You can be the one in town who has been seen around
   You might even get a name across the nation
   I'd do anything
   Things to make you sing
   Tell me your favourite thing
   Bring all that I can bring
   To get a backstage pass
   No "after show" that won't do
   Don't wont no press pass
   No no no guest pass I'm with you
   Fantastic plastic
   Access all areas