Star Star
Baby, baby, I've been so sad since you've been goneWay back to New York CityWhere you do belong
Honey, I missed your two tongue kissesLegs wrapped around me tightIf I ever get back to Fun City, girlI'm gonna make you scream all night
Honey, honey, call me on the telephoneI know you're movin' out to HollywoodWith your can of tasty foamAll those beat up friends of mineGot to get you in their booksAnd lead guitars and movie starsGet their toes beneath your hook
Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, starYeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, starA star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star
Yeah, I heard about you Polaroid'sNow that's what I call obscene>Your tricks with fruit was kind a cuteI bet you keep your pussy clean
Honey, I miss your two tone kissesLegs wrapped around me tightIf I ever get back to New York, girlGonna make you scream all night
Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, starYeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, starA star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star
Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with youFor givin' head to Steve McQueenYeah, and me we made a pretty pairFallin' through the Silver Screen
Honey, I'm open to anythingI don't know where to draw the lineYeah, I'm makin' bets that you gonna get(You man) before he dies(John Wayne)
Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, starYeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, starA star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star