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