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Star People
Counting your money rill your soul turns green
Star people
Counting the cost of your desire to be seen

I do not count myself among you
I may be living in a dream
It's just there seem so many of you, can't help but hope
There's a difference between you and me

You're a star
(I'm talking to you)
You're a star

Maybe your mama gave you up boy
(It's the same old same old)
Maybe your daddy didn't love you enough girl

Star people, never forget your secret's safe with me
Just look at all the wonderful people
Trying to forget they had to pay for what you see

It's a dream with a nightmare stuck in the middle
But where would you be without all of that attention
You'd die, I'd die, we'd die wouldn't we
(Well wouldn't we)

Big, big, star
Should go far

Star People
Counting your money rill your soul turns green
Star people
Counting the cost of your desire to be seen

Talk about your mother, talk about your father
Talk about the people who have made you what you are
Talk about your teacher, the bully boy who beat you
Talk about the people who have paid for that new sports car

Did you get off on a bad foot, baby
Do you have a tittle tale to tell
Is that why you're a star?
Is that what makes a star?

Nothing comes for nothing, baby
That fame and fortune's heaven sent
And who gives a fuck about your problems, darling
When you can pay the rent, how much is enough?
Star People   Counting your money rill your soul turns green   Star people   Counting the cost of your desire to be seen      I do not count myself among you   I may be living in a dream   It's just there seem so many of you, can't help but hope   There's a difference between you and me      You're a star   (I'm talking to you)   You're a star      Maybe your mama gave you up boy   (It's the same old same old)   Maybe your daddy didn't love you enough girl      Star people, never forget your secret's safe with me   Just look at all the wonderful people   Trying to forget they had to pay for what you see      It's a dream with a nightmare stuck in the middle   But where would you be without all of that attention   You'd die, I'd die, we'd die wouldn't we   (Well wouldn't we)      Big, big, star   Should go far      Star People   Counting your money rill your soul turns green   Star people   Counting the cost of your desire to be seen      Talk about your mother, talk about your father   Talk about the people who have made you what you are   Talk about your teacher, the bully boy who beat you   Talk about the people who have paid for that new sports car      Did you get off on a bad foot, baby   Do you have a tittle tale to tell   Is that why you're a star?   Is that what makes a star?      Nothing comes for nothing, baby   That fame and fortune's heaven sent   And who gives a fuck about your problems, darling   When you can pay the rent, how much is enough?