Star People '97

Star people

Counting your money until your soul turns green

Star people

Counting the cost of your desire to be seen

I do not count myself among you

I may have been living in a dream

It's just that there seems so many of you

Can't help but hope there's a difference between

And if I live to be 101 (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

I will never understand what you are (Ah-ah-ah-ah you're a star)

Honey

I'm looking for sympathy

Just get me on NBC (Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)

And where the hell's my dumb-ass PR? (Ah-ah-ah-ah you're a star)

Yeah, yeah

I said maybe your mama gave you up, boy (It's the same old, same old)

I said maybe your daddy didn't love you enough, girl (How much is enough?)

Star people

Never forget your secret's safe with me

Just look at all the wonderful people

Hey

Trying to forget just who and what they have been

Oh (Oh)

It's a dream (It's a dream)

With a nightmare stuck in the middle (In the middle)

Yeah, are you serious?

I'm just curious

Without all of this attention, mmm, you'd die

I'd die, we'd die

And if I live to be 101 (Wouldn't we, baby?)

I will never understand just how (Ooh, I'm talking to ya)

You're looking for sympathy from people who work to eat

And they don't really seem to mind

Yeah, yeah

I said maybe your mama gave you up, boy (It's the same old, same old)

I said maybe your daddy didn't love you enough, girl (How much is enough? How much is enough? How much is enough?)

Are you serious?

I'm just curious

Are you serious?

I'm just curious

Are you serious? I'm just curious (Yeah, more glycerin)

Are you serious? I'm just curious

Are you serious? I'm just curious (Yeah, yeah, mmm, let's go back to the day)

Are you serious?

Ha! DJ (Bad, bad boy, is that why you're a star?)

Why do you wanna tell me that? (Is that what makes a star?)

Ha! DJ (Bad, bad boy, is that why you're a star?)

Get yourself some Oprah cash (Ooh, baby)

Do you really think you've got it so hard? Huh?

Do you think it might do you some good to look around you

And decide how you might feel

If the pain you felt was real

Ow!

Tell me

Bad, bad boy is that why you're a

Now nothing comes for nothing, baby

That fame and fortune is heaven-sent

And who gives a fuck about your problems, darling

'Cause you can pay the rent

You can pay (Is that why you're a star?)

Pay, pay, pay, pay (Is that what makes a star?)

Pay, pay, pay, you can pay (Bad, bad boy, is that why you're a star?)

Is that what makes a star?

Baby (Cry baby, cry baby)

Baby

Baby, you're a star (Is that why you're a star?)

Baby

Baby, you're a star