You don�t know how you took it You just know what you got Oh lordy you�ve been stealing From the theives and you got caught In the headlights Of a stretch car You�re a star
Dressing like your sister Living like a tart They don�t know what you�re doing Babe, it must be art You�re a headache In a suitcase You�re a star
Oh no, don�t be shy You don�t have to go blind Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
You don�t know how you got here You just know you want out Believing in yourself Almost as much as you doubt You�re a big smash You wear it like a rash Star
Oh no, don�t be shy There�s a crowd to cry Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
They want you to be jesus They�ll go down on one knee But they�ll want their money back If you�re alive at thirty-three And you�re turning tricks With your crucifix You�re a star
(oh child)
Of course you�re not shy You don�t have to deny love Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
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