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