Shooting Stars
Here I come again
It is the end of the night
And baby snuck out tonight
Oh, but to her strange vibes
To make her feel alright
For baby's feeling sick
Well, now she tried so hard
So hard to be hip
She's shooting stars
With her friends
She's shooting stars
'Til the end
I think it's kinda sick
She thinks she's really hip
Oh, it can be so lame
If you wanna play that game
Why don't you listen to me?
Don't go out tonight
Don't go out with nobody
Oh, your head's always to the ground, baby
On the scrounge at the Peppermint Lounge
Baby's feeling sick
Well, now she tried so hard
So hard to be hip
She's shooting stars
With her friends
She's shooting stars
'Til the end
Well, I think it's kinda sick
She thinks she's really hip
Well, you wanna play the fool
You wanna be so cruel
You wanna shoot that hero
Oh, don't you know that, baby
Revolution or maim
It is the end of the night
And baby snuck out tonight
To many sting marks on her arms
To do her any more harm
Baby's feeling sick
They tracked her down
And she's tryin' so hard
So hard to be hip
She's shooting stars
With her friends
Oh, she's shooting stars
'Til the end
She's shooting stars
With our friends
She's shooting stars
'Til the end
Come on, be her friend
You know she ain't that strong
You know she ain't that strong
It is the end of the night
And baby snuck out tonight
Oh, but to her strange vibes
To make her feel alright
For baby's feeling sick
Well, now she tried so hard
So hard to be hip
She's shooting stars
With her friends
She's shooting stars
'Til the end
I think it's kinda sick
She thinks she's really hip
Oh, it can be so lame
If you wanna play that game
Why don't you listen to me?
Don't go out tonight
Don't go out with nobody
Oh, your head's always to the ground, baby
On the scrounge at the Peppermint Lounge
Baby's feeling sick
Well, now she tried so hard
So hard to be hip
She's shooting stars
With her friends
She's shooting stars
'Til the end
Well, I think it's kinda sick
She thinks she's really hip
Well, you wanna play the fool
You wanna be so cruel
You wanna shoot that hero
Oh, don't you know that, baby
Revolution or maim
It is the end of the night
And baby snuck out tonight
To many sting marks on her arms
To do her any more harm
Baby's feeling sick
They tracked her down
And she's tryin' so hard
So hard to be hip
She's shooting stars
With her friends
Oh, she's shooting stars
'Til the end
She's shooting stars
With our friends
She's shooting stars
'Til the end
Come on, be her friend
You know she ain't that strong
You know she ain't that strong
Credits
Writer(s): Steve Stevens, Billy Idol
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