Star Star - The Runaways

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 going to make you scream all night

Honey, honey, call me on the telephone

I know you’re moving 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 Polaroids

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 tongue kisses

Legs wrapped around me tight

If I ever get back to New York, girl

Going to make you scream all night

Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you

For giving head to Steve McQueen

Yeah, you and me we made a pretty pair

Falling through the Silver Screen

Honey, I’m open to anything

I don’t know where to draw the line

Yeah, I’m making bets that you going to get

(You man) before he dies

(John Wayne)