You don`t know how you took it
You just know what you got
Oh Lordy you`ve been stealing from the thieves
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
It takes 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 33
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
(orgasms to fade)