Shooting Stars - 2002 Digital Remaster
Here I come agian
it is the end of the night
and baby snucked 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 till 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 no boys
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 till the end
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 stopped out tonight
To many sing 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 till the end
She's shooting stars with her friends
She's shooting stars till 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 snucked 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 till 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 no boys
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 till the end
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 stopped out tonight
To many sing 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 till the end
She's shooting stars with her friends
She's shooting stars till 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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Other Album Tracks
- Come On, Come On - 2002 - Remaster
- White Wedding - Part 1 - 2001- Remaster
- Hot In The City - 2001 Digital Remaster
- Dead On Arrival - 2002 Digital Remaster
- Nobody's Business - 2002 Digital Remaster
- Love Calling - 2002 Digital Remaster
- Hole in the Wall - 2002 - Remaster
- Shooting Stars - 2002 Digital Remaster
- It's So Cruel - 2002 Digital Remaster
- Dancing With Myself - 2001 Digital Remaster
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