Baby, baby, I've been so sad that you've been gone Way back to New York City, where you do belong Honey, I miss your two-toned kisses, legs wrapped around the tie I ever get like the fun city girl, gonna make her scream all night Honey, honey, call me on the telephone I know you're movin' out to Hollywood, where'd you kinda take the phone? All those beat-up friends of mine, got you pickin' their blood I see the stars, I move the stars, forget your tongue and eat your heart And you were star-pumpin' star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin' star Star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin' star Yeah, I heard about your Polaroids, that's what I call a saint Your tricks with fruit is kinda cute, I bet you keep your pussy clean Honey, I miss your two-tone kisses, legs wrap around me tight And now you're a gift back to New York, girl, I'm gonna make you scream all night Yeah, and you were star-pumpin' star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin' star Star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin' star Eat your heart, eat your heart, eat your heart Star-pumpin' star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin' star Star-pumpin' star-puntin' star-puntin', star-puntin', star-puntin', star-puntin' star If the world got mad with you for givin' that to Steve Mcqueen Yeah, you and me, we made a fresh pair, fallin' through the devil's grain I'm off to the hell tonight, I don't know where to draw the line Yeah, I made a bet that you'd better get out of the way before it dies Yeah, you a star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin' star Yeah, you a star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin' star Star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin' star Star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin' star Star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin' star Star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin' star Star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin', star-pumpin' star Give it to the kids! To the twins! All you girls!