She comes to life from the cover of a Hollywood magazine
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With a sense of confidence hard to fight
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She waits to be discovered
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Underneath the cover of a neon night
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She's a star
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All of my friends they got a bet she hasn't seen seventeen
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I never been any good at playin' the game
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I'd just love to give her what she needs besides fortune and fame
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She's a star
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From the backstreets to the city
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There you'll find her lookin' so pretty
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First she buys you, then she sells ya
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You know she wants you when she's telling you
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*Take me to the music
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Out into the night
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Drag me through the fire
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Do it to me right*
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She steps right out and grabs you like a cover girl photograph
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She'll size you up then she hits you with those Hollywood tears
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But I don't need no close-up
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To tell me she got style beyond her years
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She's a star
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From the backstreets to the city
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You're gonna find her lookin' so pretty
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First she buys you, then she sells ya
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You know she wants you when she's telling you
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( * Repeat)
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She's A Star
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| Survivor |
