(U2 cover)
You dont know how you took it
You just know what you got
Oh lordy youve been stealing
From the theives and you got caught
In the headlights
Of a stretch car
Youre a star
Dressing like your sister
Living like a tart
They dont know what youre doing
Babe, it must be art
Youre a headache
In a suitcase
Youre a star
Oh no, dont be shy
You dont have to go blind
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, k** me
You dont know how you got here
You just know you want out
Believing in yourself
Almost as much as you doubt
Youre a big smash
You wear it like a rash
Star
Oh no, dont be shy
Theres a crowd to cry
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, k** me
They want you to be jesus
Theyll go down on one knee
But theyll want their money back
If youre alive at thirty-three
And youre turning tricks
With your crucifix
Youre a star
(oh child)
Of course youre not shy
You dont have to deny love
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, k** me