Star Star (Live / Forest National Arena, Brussels / 17/10/73)

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 taxi girl

I'm going to make you scream all night

I said, honey, honey, call me on the telephone

I know you're moving out to Hollywood

With your can of tasty foam

All those beat-up friends of mine

Got you in their books

And lead guitar and movie star

Get their toes beneath your hook

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

Woo!

Yeah, a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star

Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker

Yes, you are! Yes, you are!

Yeah, I heard about your Polaroids

Now that's what I call obscene

Your tricks with fruit was kinda 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 to New Orleans

I'm going to make you scream all night

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

Woo, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star

Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker

Yes, you are! Yes, you are!

[Guitar Solo]

Yeah, baby

Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you

For giving head to Steve McQueen

You and me, we made a pretty pair

Falling through the silver screen

Baby, I'm open to anything

I don't know where to draw the line

But I'm making bet that you going to get

John Wayne before he dies

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!

Come on, baby

Come on then, girl

Give it a whirl

Come on, baby

Give it a twist

Come on, ?

Woo!