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 If I ever get back to Fun City, girl I'm gonna make you scream all night
Honey, honey, 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 your picture in their books And lead guitars and movie stars Get their tongues beneath your hood
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Yeah, I heard about you Polaroids Now that's what I call obscene Your trick with fruit was kind a cute I bet it keeps your pussy clean Honey, I miss your two tongue kisses Legs wrapped around me tight If I ever get back to New York, girl Gonna make you scream all night
Yeah, you're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star Yes you are, yes you are, yes you are
Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you For givin' head to Steve McQueen Yeah, you and me we made a pretty pair Ballin' to the silver screen Honey, I'm open to anythin' I don't know where to draw the line Yeah, I'll make a bet that you gonna get John Wayne before he dies
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