Goldstar

Itchin' like a subway dog
I was lookin' for the next train on
When suddenly she says to me, 'Are you my treasure star?'

Har har har
Har har har

She was kinky like some girl from Mars
So I asked her where she got that part
So wonderfully she whispered to me, 'shoot me'
'Now, Mr. Slim, better watch your back when the train comes in'

And then we rolled uptown like majesty
She topped her plane in the trees
But when our secret worlds collide
She tried to shoot me with a
Goldstar gun

She could crawl out
Like mystery
It felt so weird, she looked at me
I wouldn't care
I couldn't stand
I turn around again

And then we rolled uptown like majesty
And she would say 'should we?'
Until those evil worlds collide
She's got a pretty little finger 'round that
Goldstar gun

Goldstar gun
Goldstar gun
Goldstar gun