Star Star - Live

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
I'll ever get back to New York, girl
I'm gonna make you jump all night

Baby, baby, 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
I gotta let beneath your hood

You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star

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
Girl, I miss your two tongue kisses
Legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever make it back to New York, chump
Gonna make you jump all night

You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker
Yes you are
Yes you are chump

Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you
For givin' head to Steve McQueen
And you and me, we made a pretty pair
Fallin' through the silver screen
Give me back, it's quite arranged
I could not see the reason why
And I'm gonna make it back if I don't see you girl
I'm gonna make you jump all night

You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker
Yes you are
Yes you are
Oh
Yes you are
Yes you are
Yes you
Yes you fuckin' are
Yes you are
Yes you are

Alright
Alright



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Richards, Mick Jagger
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