Star Star (Live / Forest National Arena, Brussels / 17/10/73)

Baby, baby, I've been so sad since you've been gone
Way back to New York City
Where you do belong
Honey, I missed your two tongue kisses
Legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to taxi girl
I'm going to make you scream all night

I said, honey, honey, call me on the telephone
I know you're moving out to Hollywood
With your can of tasty foam
All those beat-up friends of mine
Got you in their books
And lead guitar and movie star
Get their toes beneath your hook

Yeah! And you're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Woo!
Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker
Yes, you are! Yes, you are!

Yeah, I heard about your Polaroids
Now that's what I call obscene
Your tricks with fruit was 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 New Orleans
I'm going to make you scream all night

Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Woo, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker
Yes, you are! Yes, you are!

[Guitar Solo]
Yeah, baby

Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you
For giving head to Steve McQueen
You and me, we made a pretty pair
Falling through the silver screen
Baby, I'm open to anything
I don't know where to draw the line
But I'm making bet that you going to get
John Wayne before he dies

You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star
Yes, you are! Yes, you are!

Come on, baby
Come on then, girl
Give it a whirl
Come on, baby
Give it a twist
Come on, ?

Woo!