「STAR STAR」の歌詞 The Rolling Stones
2009/4/28 リリース- 文字サイズ
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Baby, baby I've been so sad since you've gone
Way back to New York City where you do belong
Honey I missed your two-toned kisses,
The legs wrapped around me tight
If ever I get back to fun city Girl,
I'm gonna make you scream all night
Honey, honey call me on the telephone
I know you are moving out to Hollywood
With your can of tasty foam
All those beat up friends of mine
Got to get them in my book
And lead guitars and movie stars,
Get their toes beneath my hook
Yeah You were starbucker star
Starbucker, starbucker star
Starbucker, starbucker star
Yes I heard about your polaroids now
That's what I call obscene
Your tricks with fruit were kinda cute
Now that really is a scene
Honey I miss your two-tone kisses,
Legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to New York
I'm gonna make you scream all night
Yeah starbucker, starbucker
Starbucker, starbucker star
Starbucker, starbucker star
At the draw I got mad at you
For giving it to Steve McQueen
And you and me made a pretty pair falling
Through the silver Screen
Now baby I am open to anything
I don't know
Where to draw the line
Well I am making bets
That you gonna get your man before he dies
You were starbucker,
starbucker, starbucker star
Were starbucker, starbucker star
Were starbucker, starbucker star
Were starbucker, starbucker star
Way back to New York City where you do belong
Honey I missed your two-toned kisses,
The legs wrapped around me tight
If ever I get back to fun city Girl,
I'm gonna make you scream all night
Honey, honey call me on the telephone
I know you are moving out to Hollywood
With your can of tasty foam
All those beat up friends of mine
Got to get them in my book
And lead guitars and movie stars,
Get their toes beneath my hook
Yeah You were starbucker star
Starbucker, starbucker star
Starbucker, starbucker star
Yes I heard about your polaroids now
That's what I call obscene
Your tricks with fruit were kinda cute
Now that really is a scene
Honey I miss your two-tone kisses,
Legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to New York
I'm gonna make you scream all night
Yeah starbucker, starbucker
Starbucker, starbucker star
Starbucker, starbucker star
At the draw I got mad at you
For giving it to Steve McQueen
And you and me made a pretty pair falling
Through the silver Screen
Now baby I am open to anything
I don't know
Where to draw the line
Well I am making bets
That you gonna get your man before he dies
You were starbucker,
starbucker, starbucker star
Were starbucker, starbucker star
Were starbucker, starbucker star
Were starbucker, starbucker star