You don't know how you took it
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You just know what you got
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Oh Lordy you've been stealing
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From the theives and you got caught
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In the headlights
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Of a stretch car
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You're a star
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Dressing like your sister
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Living like a tart
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They don't know what you're doing
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Babe, it must be art
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You're a headache
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In a suitcase
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You're a star
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Oh no, don't be shy
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You don't have to go blind
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Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
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You don't know how you got here
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You just know you want out
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Believing in yourself
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Almost as much as you doubt
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You're a big smash
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You wear it like a rash
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Star
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Oh no, don't be shy
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There's a crowd to cry
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Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
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They want you to be Jesus
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They'll go down on one knee
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But they'll want their money back
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If you're alive at thirty-three
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And you're turning tricks
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With your crucifix
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You're a star
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(Oh child)
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Of course you're not shy
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You don't have to deny love
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Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me
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Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me
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| U2 |
