Standard (EADGBE)

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

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

Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star

 Yes you are, yes you are, yes you are

Break

Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you

 For givin' head to Steve McQueen

Yeah, you and me we made a pretty pair

Fallin' through the silver screen

Honey, I'm open to anythin'

I don't know where to draw the line

Yeah, I'm makin' bets that you gonna get

John Wayne before he dies

 Yeah, 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

 Yeah, 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 . . . .