You don't how you took it
You just know what you've got
Oh Lordy, you've been stealing
From the thieves and you got caught
In the headlights
Of a stretch car
You're a star
Christened like your sister
Living like a tart
You don't know what you're doing
Babe it must be art
You're a headache
In a suitcase
You're a star.
Oh don't be shy
You don't have to go blind
Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me
You don't know how you got here
You just know you want out
Believing in yourself
Almost as much as you doubt
You're a big smash
You wear it like a rash
Star.
Oh don't be shy
It's a crime to cry
Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me
They want you to be Jesus
They go down on one knee
But they want their money back
If you're alive at 33
And you're turning tricks
With your crucifix
You're a star.
Oh child
Oh cause you've no ties
You don't have to deny love.
Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me
Writer(s): Dave Evans, Adam Clayton, Larry Mullen, Paul David Hewson
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