You don't know how you took it You just know what you got Oh Lordy you've been stealing From the theives and you got caught In the headlights Of a stretch car You're a star Dressing 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, k** me You 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 Star Oh no, don't be shy There's a crowd to cry Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, k** 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 child) Of course you're not shy You don't have to deny love Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, k** me