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 starDressing 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 meYou 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
StarOh no, don't be shy
There's 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 thirty-three
And you're turning tricks
With your crucifix
You're a star, oh childOf course you're not shy
You don't have to deny love
Hold me
Thrill me
Kiss me
Kill me
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