Star Star

Star Star
Baby, baby, I've been so sad since you've been gone
Way back to New York City
Where you do belong
I miss you 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 you in their books
And lead guitars and movie stars
Get their toes beneath your hook.
Yeah! You're a star fuc***, star fuc***, star fuc***,
Star fuc***, star
Yeah!, a star fuc***, star fuc***, star fuc***,
Star fuc***, star
A star fuc***, star fuc***, star fuc***, star fuc***, star
Yeah, I heard about you Polaroid's
Now that's what I call obscene,
Your tricks with fruit was kind of cute,
I bet you keep your pu*** clean.
Honey, I miss you two tone kisses,
Legs wrapped around me tight.
If I ever get back to New York, girl
Gonna make you scream all night.