Star Star (Starfucker) [Live at Earls Court 1976]

[Verse 1]

Baby, baby

I've been so sad since you've been gone

Way back to New York City

Where you do belong

Honey, I gave no thought [?]

I don't see the reason why

If I ever get back to New York town

I hope we can jump all night

I said, baby, baby

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

They got you written in their books

Movie stars and lead guitars

They got it in beneath your hood

[Chorus]

Yeah, you're a starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, star

Yeah, baby, starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, star

Starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, star

Yes, you are

Yes, you are

Yes, you are

[Verse 2]

Yeah, I heard about your Polaroids

That's what I call obscene

Your tricks with fruit was kinda cute

I bet you keep your pussy clean

Honey, I miss your long legs tight

Don't even wonder why

If I ever get back to New York town

[Chorus]

Yeah, you're a starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, star

Starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, star

Starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, star

Yes, you are

[Guitar solo]

I was ..

I ..

Oh, yeah

[Verse 3]

Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you

For giving head to Steve McQueen

And you and me, we made a pretty pair

Falling through the silver screen

Honey, I'm open to anything

I don't see a reason why

When I get back to old London town

I hope we can jump all night

[Chorus]

You're a starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, star, woo!

Starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, star

Starfucker, starfucker, starfucker, starfucker

Yes, you are