Shooting Stars

Here I come again It is the end of the night And baby snuck out tonight Oh, but to her strange vibes To make her feel alright For baby's feeling sick Well, now she tried so hard So hard to be hip She's shooting stars With her friends She's shooting stars 'Til the end I think it's kinda sick She thinks she's really hip Oh, it can be so lame If you wanna play that game Why don't you listen to me? Don't go out tonight Don't go out with nobody Oh, your head's always to the ground, baby On the scrounge at the Peppermint Lounge Baby's feeling sick Well, now she tried so hard So hard to be hip She's shooting stars With her friends She's shooting stars 'Til the end Well, I think it's kinda sick She thinks she's really hip Well, you wanna play the fool You wanna be so cruel You wanna shoot that hero Oh, don't you know that, baby Revolution or maim It is the end of the night And baby snuck out tonight To many sting marks on her arms To do her any more harm Baby's feeling sick They tracked her down And she's tryin' so hard So hard to be hip She's shooting stars With her friends Oh, she's shooting stars 'Til the end She's shooting stars With our friends She's shooting stars 'Til the end Come on, be her friend You know she ain't that strong You know she ain't that strong