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