| It really doesn’t matter if he suffered all he claims
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| You know he started somewhere and he found his way to fame
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| And feeding on the lonely crowd, he finally belongs
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| A power by the microphone he sings his troubled songs
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| He’s a star
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| No one can tell him anymore
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| He’ll ride as far
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| As the road can go And what it costs, he oughta know
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| He said he’d do it He’s a star
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| They’re hangin' on his music as it fills the concert hall
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| And he’s teasin' them with moments, when you think he’ll give it all
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| But he’s holdin' back the total, 'cause that’s how he works the spell
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| Yeah, he likes to leave 'em hungry, yeah he loves to hear 'em yell!
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| 'Cause he’s a star
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| No one can tell him anymore
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| He’ll ride as far
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| As the road can go And what it costs, he oughta know
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| He said he’d do it He’s a star
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| And finally, the wild applause that cleans his soul and saves
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| He’s left with no companions, only enemies and slaves
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| He’s scared again the show was slow, he felt it fall behind
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| Tomorrow night’s already raising riot in his mind
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| But he’s a star
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| No one can tell him anymore
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| He’ll ride as far
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| As the road can go And what it costs, he oughta know
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| He said he’d do it He’s a star |