STARFUCKER (STAR STAR) <br />JAGGER/RICHARDS <br /><br />Baby, baby, I've been so sad since you've been gone <br />way back to New York City <br />where you do belong <br />Honey, I missed your two toned kisses, <br />legs wrapped around me tight <br />If I ever get back to Fun City, girl, <br />I'm gonna make you scream all night. <br /><br />Honey, honey, call me on the telephone, <br />I know you're movin' out to Hollywood <br />with your can of tasty foam <br />All those beat up friends of mine <br />got to get you in their gloves <br />And lead guitars and movie stars <br />get in the tub and get your hood. <br /><br />Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star <br /><br />Yeah, I heard about you Polaroid's, <br />now that's what I call obscene, <br />your tricks with fruit was kind a cute, <br />I bet you keep your pussy clean. <br />Honey, I miss your two tone kisses, <br />legs wrapped around me tight. <br />If I ever get back to New York, girl, <br />gonna make you scream all night. <br /><br />Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star <br /><br />Yeah, A Mgr got mad with you <br />for gyving' Steve McQueen, <br />yeah, you and me we made a pretty pair, <br />balloon' through the Silver Screen. <br />Honey, I'm open to anything <br />I don't know where to draw the line. <br />Yeah, I'm marking' bets that you don't get <br />John Wayne before he dies. <br /><br />Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star <br /><br />"Star Star" is a song to explicit fruits, John Wayne and Steve Queen's members, performance, and Chuck Berry, lick-it-risque snowballing grows leather-throat-hard-decadent-backstage-Cocksucker-matched-sleaze of Girl-pussy-dubbed giving head to the band up on John Wayne's aforementioned jab at Jimmy Page.
