You don't know how you took it,. you just know what you got
Oh, lordy, you've been stealing from the thieves 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
It takes 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