You don't know how you took it 

You just know what you got 

Oh Lordy you've been stealing 

From the theives 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, kill 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 

There's a crowd to cry 

Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill 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, kill me