The Rolling Stones - Star star

^CBaby, baby, I've been ^Fso sad since you've been gone ^CWay back to New York City ^FWhere you do belong ^FHoney, I missed your two tongue kisses ^CLegs wrapped around me tight If ^FI ever get back to Fun City, girl I'm ^Fgonna make you scream all ^Cnight

^CHoney, honey, ^Fcall me on the telephone ^CI know you're movin' out to Hollywood ^FWith your can of tasty foam ^FAll those beat up friends of mine ^CGot to get you in their books And ^Flead guitars and movie stars ^FGet their toes beneath your ^Chook

Yeah, you're a ^Fstar fucker, star fucker, ^Fstar fucker, star fucker, ^Cstar Yeah, a ^Fstar fucker, star fucker, ^Cstar fucker, star fucker, ^Fstar ^FStar fucker, star fucker, ^Cstar fucker, star fucker, ^Fstar

^CYeah, I heard about you Polaroid's ^FNow that's what I call obscene Your ^Ctricks with fruit was kind a cute I ^Fbet you keep your pussy clean ^FHoney, I miss your two tone kisses ^CLegs wrapped around me tight If ^FI ever get back to New York, girl ^FGonna make you scream all ^Cnight

Yeah, you're a ^Fstar fucker, star fucker, ^Fstar fucker, star fucker, ^Cstar Yeah, a ^Fstar fucker, star fucker, ^Cstar fucker, star fucker, ^Fstar ^FStar fucker, star fucker, ^Cstar fucker, star fucker, ^Fstar Yes you ^Fare, yes you are, yes you are

^CYeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you For ^Fgivin' head to Steve McQueen ^CYeah, you and me we made a pretty pair ^FFallin' through the silver screen ^FHoney, I'm open to anythin' ^CI don't know where to draw the line ^FYeah, I'm makin' bets that you gonna get ^FJohn Wayne before he ^Cdies

Yeah, you're a ^Fstar fucker, star fucker, ^Fstar fucker, star fucker, ^Cstar Yeah, a ^Fstar fucker, star fucker, ^Cstar fucker, star fucker, ^Fstar ^FStar fucker, star fucker, ^Cstar fucker, star fucker, ^Fstar

Yeah, you're a ^Fstar fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, ^Fstar Yeah, a ^Fstar fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, ^Fstar ^FStar fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, ^Fstar . . . .