She comes to life from the cover of a hollywood magazine

With a sense of confidence hard to fight

She waits to be discovered

Underneath the cover of a neon night

She's a star

All of my friends they got a bet she hasn't seen seventeen

I never been any good at playin' the game

I'd just love to give her what she needs besides fortune and fame

She's a star

From the backstreets to the city

There you'll find her lookin' so pretty

First she buys you, then she sells ya

You know she wants you when she's telling you









*take me to the music

Out into the night

Drag me through the fire

Do it to me right*



She steps right out and grabs you like a cover girl photograph

She'll size you up then she hits you with those hollywood tears

But i don't need no close-up

To tell me she got style beyond her years

She's a star

From the backstreets to the city

You're gonna find her lookin' so pretty

First she buys you, then she sells ya

You know she wants you when she's telling you



( * repeat)