| She turned the night light on and blew him a kiss | |
| He stared back through his green Crayola eyes | |
| She traced his likeness from off the back of a disc | |
| Next to the boxtop promise of the biggest prize | |
| Joining a fan club with my friends | |
| Filling our bathtubs with teeshirts and 8 x 10's | |
| He looks so dreamy, I'm in love from afar | |
| When I'm pickin' up a fallen star | |
| Downstairs the late show's blastin' 'Age of the rock' | |
| Greedy monks playin' last Sunday at the Milky Way | |
| Mom's writing checks to the minister in the corner | |
| Singing, 'Dig Down Deep' | |
| 'Cause if you wanna go to Heaven all you gotta do is pay to pray | |
| Joining a fan club with my pen | |
| Filling my bathtub with holy water and amens | |
| He looks so dreamy, I'm in love from afar | |
| When I'm pickin' up a fallen star | |
| Shake that woody, shake it for me, St. Pinocchio | |
| You've paid your money, now watch that money grow | |
| Joining a fan club, best be warned | |
| He turns me on when he wears that lampshade crown of thorns | |
| We'd be so dreamy, sharing his black caviar | |
| While I'm pickin' up a fallen star | |
| Joining a fan club is a big mistake | |
| I still get heartburn when I think about all of the stamps I ate | |
| I wished I'd loved him, before fate crashed his car | |
| Say a prayer for the fallen star |
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