Star Star

Baby, baby, Ive been so sad since youve been gone
Way back to New York City where you do belong
Honey, I missed your two tongue kisses, legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to Fun City, oh, Im gonna make you scream all night
Honey, honey, call me on the telephone
I know youre 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, youre a star ****** star ****** star ***** * star ****** star
Yeah, a star ****** star ****** star ****** star ****** star
A star * ***** star ****** star ****** star ****** star
Yeah, I heard about your Polaroids, now thats what I call obscene
Your tricks with fruit was kinda cute, I bet you keep your ******* clean
Honey, I miss your two tone kisses, legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to New York, oh, gonna make you scream all night
Yeah, youre a star ****** star ****** star ****** star ****** star
Yeah, a star ** **** star ****** star ****** star ****** star
A star ****** star ****** star ***** * star ****** star
Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you for givin head to Steve McQueen
Yeah, you and me we made a pretty pair, fallin through the silver screen
Honey, Im open to anything, I dont know where to draw the line
Yeah, Im makin bets that you gonna make you scream all night
Yeah, youre a star ****** star ****** star ****** star ****** star
Yeah, a star ****** star ****** star ****** star ****** star
A star ****** star ****** star ****** star ****** star