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Bad, bad, bad,
Star people,
Bad, bad.
Star people.
Bad, bad, bad,
Star people,
Bad, bad.
Bad, bad, bad,
Star people,
Bad, bad.
Bad, bad, bad,
Star people,
Bad, bad.
Star people (star people),
Counting your money
Until your soul turns green.
Star people (star people),
Counting the cost of your desire to be seen.
I do not count myself among you,
I may have been living in a dream.
It’s just that there seem so many of you,
Can’t help but hope,
There’s a difference between.
And if I live to be a hundred and one
I will never understand
What you are, honey?
I’m looking for sympathy,
Just get me on NBC,
And where’s the hell’s my dumb ass PR?
Yeah-yeah.
Chorus:
I said, maybe your mama
Gave you up, boy.
(It’s the same old, same old.)
I said, maybe your daddy
Didn’t love you enough, girl.
(How much is enough?)
Star people (star people),
Never forget your secret’s safe with me.
Just look at all the wonderful people
(Star people).
Hey, trying to forget
Just who and what they have been.
Oh, it’s a dream (it’s a dream)
With a nightmare stuck in the middle (middle).
Yeah. Are you serious? I’m just curious
Without all this attention, mm,
You’d die, I’d die,
We’d die.
And if I live to be a hundred and one
(Wouldn’t we baby),
I will never understand just how.
Uh. (I’m talking to you.)
You’re looking for sympathy
From people who work to eat,
And they don’t really seem to mind.
Yeah-yeah.
Chorus:
I said, maybe your mama
Gave you up, boy.
(It’s the same old, same old.)
I said, maybe (baby) your daddy
Didn’t love you enough, girl.
(Didn’t love you enough.)
How much is enough? (People.)
How much is enough?
How much is enough?
Are you serious? I’m just curious.
Are you serious? I’m just curious.
Are you serious? Yeah, I’m just curious.
(More good stuff for me.)
Are you serious? I’m just curious.
Are you serious? I’m just curious.
(Yeah, let’s go back to the play.)
Are you serious?
Hah, DJ (is that why you’re a star?)
Why do you wanna tell me that?
(Is that what makes a star?)
Hah, DJ,
Get yourself some Oprah cash.
Uh, baby,
Do you really think you’ve got it so hard?
Huh?
(Is that what makes a star?)
Do you think it might do you some good
To look around you
And decide how you might feel
If the pain you felt was real? Oh, baby,
Tell me.
Bad, bad boy.
Is that why you’re here?
Now nothing comes for nothing, baby,
That fame and fortune’s heaven sent,
Baby.
And who gives a fuck
About your problems, darling,
‘Cause you can pay the rent.
You can pay. (Is that what makes a star?)
Pay.
Pay.
Pay.
Pay. (Is that what makes a star?)
Pay.
Pay.
Pay.
(Bad boy, is that what makes a star?)
You can pay.
(Is that what makes a star?)
Baby,
It’s right, baby.
It’s right, baby.
(Is that what makes a star?)
Baby, you’re a star.
(Is that why you’re star?)
Baby, you’re a star.
Published 01.08.17