The Cult
The Cult - Dirty Little Rockstar songtekst
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So you be a dirty little rockstar Blood stained sleeve your Slimane Dior You live a lie sold your soul for the paper Ya be a slave be a media whore Snake skin heal and a cold black charm amn Ah shootin' saphires up a dead man's arm Hyenna lurk outside your door well You're passed out on the bathroom floor Bite your lip baby shake your hip babe You'll taste the whip babe come on You wanna be a dirty little rockstar yeah yeah yeah yeah I don't see no dirty little rockstar Chaos breeds under heaven's skyline Your young hearts are meltin' only Phoenix survive Stay in the game you sick little hipster You get it all yeah you get ahead Well shake your hip babe and bite your lip baby You'll crack the whip babe come on You wanna be a dirty little rockstar yeah yeah yeah yeah I don't believe no dirty little rockstar You wanna be a dirty little rockstar yeah yeah yeah yeah You know we need no dirty little rockstar You know we need no dirty little rockstar Don't you wanna be a dirty little rockstar yeah yeah yeah yeah Don't you wanna be a dirty little rockstar yeah yeah yeah yeah Don't you wanna be a dirty little rockstar yeah yeah yeah yeah I don't see no dirty little rockstar yeah yeah yeah yeah