The Rolling Stones - "Star Star" (Starfucker) - Goats Head Soup 1973 | Текст песни

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• "Star Star" (Starfucker) - Goats Head Soup 1973

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
I ever get to New York, girl, I'm gonna make you jump all night

Baby, baby, call me on the telephone
I know you're movin' back to Hollywood with your can of tasty foam
All those beat up friends of mine, I got to get in their books
And lead guitars and movie stars, get them beneath your hook

Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star

Yeah, I heard about you Polaroids, now that's what I call obscene
Your tricks with fruit was kind a cute, I bet you keep your pussy clean
Honey, I miss your two tongue kisses, legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back at anytime, girl, I'm gonna make you jump all night

Yeah! you're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star

Yeah, Ali Mcgraw got mad with you for givin' head to Steve Mcqueen
And you and me, made a pretty pair, fallin' through the silver screen
Get awake, it's a crowded day
I got me a little wine
If I ever get back to Fun city, girl, I'm gonna make you jump all night

Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star

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