Star Fucker lyrics

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 tongues beneath your hood

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

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

A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star

(I'll get you on! I'll get you on!)

Yeah, I heard about your Polaroids

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-tongue kisses

Legs wrapped around me tight

If I ever get back to New York City, 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

A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star

(I'll get you on! I'll get you on!)

Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you

For givin' head to Steve McQueen

You and me we made a pretty pair

Fallin' through the Silver Screen

Honey, I'm open to anything

I don't know where to draw the line

Yeah, I'll make bets that you're 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

A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star

Yes you are

A star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star

(I'll get you on! I'll get you on!)

• Artist:The Rolling Stones
• Album:Goats Head Soup (1973)