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Lyrics: 
 You dont know how you took it  You just know what you got  Oh Lordy youve been stealing  From the theives and you got caught  In the headlights  Of a stretch car  Youre a star 
  Dressing like your sister  Living like a tart  They dont know what youre doing  Babe, it must be art  Youre a headache  In a suitcase  Youre a star 
  Oh no, dont be shy  You dont have to go blind  Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me 
  You dont know how you got here  You just know you want out  Believing in yourself  Almost as much as you doubt  Youre a big smash  You wear it like a rash  Star 
  Oh no, dont be shy  Theres a crowd to cry  Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me 
  They want you to be Jesus  Theyll go down on one knee  But theyll want their money back  If youre alive at thirty-three  And youre turning tricks  With your crucifix  Youre a star 
  (Oh child) 
  Of course youre not shy  You dont have to deny love  Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me 
	
	
	 
	
		
		
	
	
  
	
			
	   	 
      
	
    
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