He draws a circle round her feet
He tells her not to move and she agrees
And in blinding light with cameras everywhere
You are the superstar
You are the superstar boy
It's like a TV show
You have your superstar boy
He dresses up in something smooth
He plays that song that puts him in the mood
And his dreaming of the crown he'll one day wear
You are the superstar
You are the superstar boy
It's like a TV show
You have your superstar boy
You never aim low
You are the superstar boy
You are the superstar
You are the superstar boy
In the mirror dancing like a man
Pouty lips and narrow eyes, he flirts with his biggest fan
The wishing well is full of silence
One is waiting there in fear of dancing violence
You are the superstar
You are the superstar boy
It's like a TV show
You have your superstar boy
You never aim low
You are the superstar boy
You are the superstar
You are the superstar boy