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