Star, Star

(mick jaggar/keith richards)



Baby baby i've been so sad since you've 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 girl

I'm gonna make you scream all night



Honey honey call me on the telephone

I know you're 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 you're a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star

Yeah a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star

A star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star



Yeah i heard about your polaroid's

Now that's what i call obscene

Your tricks with fruit was kind a cute

I bet you keep your pussy clean

Honey i miss your two tone kisses

Legs wrapped around me tight

If i ever get back to new york gir,

Gonna make you scream all night



Yeah you're a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker, star

Yeah a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star

A star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star



Yeah ali mcgraw got mad with you

For givin' head to steve mcqueen

Yeah and me we made a pretty pair

Fallin' through the silver screen

Honey i'm open to anything

I don't know where to draw the line

Yeah i'm makin' bets that you gonna get

Your man before he dies

John wayne



Yeah you're a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star

Yeah, a star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star

A star fucker star fucker star fucker star fucker star




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