The Rolling Stones - Star star

^DBaby, baby, I've been ^Aso sad since you've been gone ^DWay back to New York City ^AWhere you do belong ^GHoney, I missed your two tongue kisses ^DLegs wrapped around me tight If ^AI ever get back to Fun City, girl I'm ^Ggonna make you scream all ^Dnight

^DHoney, honey, ^Acall me on the telephone ^DI know you're movin' out to Hollywood ^AWith your can of tasty foam ^GAll those beat up friends of mine ^DGot to get you in their books And ^Alead guitars and movie stars ^GGet their toes beneath your ^Dhook

Yeah, you're a ^Astar fucker, star fucker, ^Gstar fucker, star fucker, ^Dstar Yeah, a ^Gstar fucker, star fucker, ^Dstar fucker, star fucker, ^Astar ^GStar fucker, star fucker, ^Dstar fucker, star fucker, ^Astar

^DYeah, I heard about you Polaroid's ^ANow that's what I call obscene Your ^Dtricks with fruit was kind a cute I ^Abet you keep your pussy clean ^GHoney, I miss your two tone kisses ^DLegs wrapped around me tight If ^AI ever get back to New York, girl ^GGonna make you scream all ^Dnight

Yeah, you're a ^Astar fucker, star fucker, ^Gstar fucker, star fucker, ^Dstar Yeah, a ^Gstar fucker, star fucker, ^Dstar fucker, star fucker, ^Astar ^GStar fucker, star fucker, ^Dstar fucker, star fucker, ^Astar Yes you ^Aare, yes you are, yes you are

^DYeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you For ^Agivin' head to Steve McQueen ^DYeah, you and me we made a pretty pair ^AFallin' through the silver screen ^GHoney, I'm open to anythin' ^DI don't know where to draw the line ^AYeah, I'm makin' bets that you gonna get ^GJohn Wayne before he ^Ddies

Yeah, you're a ^Astar fucker, star fucker, ^Gstar fucker, star fucker, ^Dstar Yeah, a ^Gstar fucker, star fucker, ^Dstar fucker, star fucker, ^Astar ^GStar fucker, star fucker, ^Dstar fucker, star fucker, ^Astar

Yeah, you're a ^Gstar fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, ^Astar Yeah, a ^Gstar fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, ^Astar ^GStar fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, ^Astar . . . .