| Song | Star Star |
| Artist | The Rolling Stones |
| Album | Pearls At Swine 1978 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:M.Jagger/K.Richards Music:M.Jagger/K.Richards | |
| 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 to get you in their books | |
| And lead guitars and movie stars | |
| Get their toes beneath your hook | |
| Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star | |
| Yeah, 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 Polaroid's | |
| 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 tone 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 | |
| A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star | |
| Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you | |
| For givin' head to Steve McQueen | |
| Yeah, and me we made a pretty pair | |
| Fallin' through the Silver Screen | |
| Honey, I'm open to anything | |
| I don't know where to draw the line | |
| Yeah, I'm makin' bets that you gonna get | |
| (You man) before he dies | |
| (John Wayne) | |
| Yeah! You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star | |
| Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star | |
| A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star |
| Lyrics: M. Jagger K. Richards Music: M. Jagger K. Richards | |
| 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 to get you in their books | |
| And lead guitars and movie stars | |
| Get their toes beneath your hook | |
| Yeah! You' re a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star | |
| Yeah, 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 Polaroid' s | |
| 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 tone 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 | |
| A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star | |
| Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you | |
| For givin' head to Steve McQueen | |
| Yeah, and me we made a pretty pair | |
| Fallin' through the Silver Screen | |
| Honey, I' m open to anything | |
| I don' t know where to draw the line | |
| Yeah, I' m makin' bets that you gonna get | |
| You man before he dies | |
| John Wayne | |
| Yeah! You' re a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star | |
| Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star | |
| A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star |
| Lyrics: M. Jagger K. Richards Music: M. Jagger K. Richards | |
| 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 to get you in their books | |
| And lead guitars and movie stars | |
| Get their toes beneath your hook | |
| Yeah! You' re a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star | |
| Yeah, 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 Polaroid' s | |
| 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 tone 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 | |
| A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star | |
| Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you | |
| For givin' head to Steve McQueen | |
| Yeah, and me we made a pretty pair | |
| Fallin' through the Silver Screen | |
| Honey, I' m open to anything | |
| I don' t know where to draw the line | |
| Yeah, I' m makin' bets that you gonna get | |
| You man before he dies | |
| John Wayne | |
| Yeah! You' re a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star | |
| Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star | |
| A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star |