Star, Star

Baby, baby, I've been so sad since you've been gone
Way back to New York City where you do belong
Honey, I miss your two tongue kisses, legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to Fun City, girl, I'm gonna make you scream all night

Honey, honey, call me on the telephone
I know you're movin' out to Hollywood with your can of tasty foam
All those beat up friends of mine got to get it in there good
And lead guitars and movie stars get their tongue beneath your hood

Yeah, you're a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star
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Yeah, I heard about your Polaroids, now that's what I call obscene
Your tricks with fruit were kinda cute, I bet you keep your pussy clean
Honey, I miss your two tongue kisses, legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to your town, oh, I'm gonna make you scream all night
Yeah I will

You're a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star
A star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star
A star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star
Yes you are, yes you are, yeah you are

Ali McGraw got mad with you for givin' head to Steve McQueen
Yeah, you and me we made a pretty pair, brought it to the silver screen
Honey, I'm open to anything, I don't know where to draw the line
If I ever get back to your town, oh, I'm gonna make you scream all night
Try me

You're a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star
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A star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star