| Yeah, we wanna star in an eighties movie
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| American bratpack members, truly
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| Yeah, we want big hair, permed and curly
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| So we can wear shades, looking mean and surly
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| Yeah we wanna car with a removable roof
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| So we can air our big hair, bypass the truth
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| That these things never happen in reality
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| But we’ll be pretty in pink, just wait and see
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| I’ll be the starbright boy
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| And yr the starbright girl
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| I’ll be the starbright boy
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| And invade yr world
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| Yeah, we wanna star in a skateboard movie
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| And be bad at the stunts like all amateurs should be
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| But we’d have so much fun playing lets pretend
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| That we’d get good at the stunts, showing off by the end
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| Yeah, we’ll steal sport cars from our dads
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| And we’ll fail our exams 'cause it’s cool to be sad
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| Yeah, everyday could be a holiday
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| No school, no rule, just me to say…
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| I’ll be the starbright boy…
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| We’ll be hanging around with ferris bueller
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| Meet drew barrymore 'cause she’s way cooler
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| Buy all our clothes on rodeo drive
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| Never flatlining, we’ll be alive
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| Upside down like we’re the lost boys
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| Endorse the starbright fake plastic toys
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| Until the white flag must be unfurled
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| Just like superman, we’ll invade yr world |