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 gonna make you scream all night.



Honey, honey, call me on the telephone,

I know you're movin' 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 you Polaroid's,

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 tone kisses,

legs wrapped around me tight.

If I ever get back to New York, girl,

gonna make you scream all night.



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, Ali McGraw got mad with you

for givin' head to Steve McQueen,

yeah, and me we made a pretty pair,

fallin' through the Silver Screen.

Honey, I'm open to anything

I don't know where to draw the line.

Yeah, I'm makin' bets that you gonna get

(you man) before he dies.

(John Wayne)



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