Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm a Star, artist - Dead Or Alive.
Date of issue: 04.03.2021
Song language: English
I'm a Star |
Everybody’s saying, Girlfriend, just who do you think you are? |
With your young good looking chauffuer, and |
Your patent leather car |
Well I may come from the gutter |
But I’m aiming for the stars |
And just like Johnny Rotten, I drive 'em crazy at the bar |
Maybe I should bribe a DJ, maybe I could |
Get played that way |
Maybe I should get a gun, you’d have a serial |
Killer at number one |
I’m a star (Now that I’m a star) |
Now is my time to rise and shine |
I’m a star (Now the crowd is mine) |
Finish your song because the crowd is mine |
Well, the In-crowd say in night clubs, I have |
Done some carrying on |
I’m sorry to offend you, but that’s how I |
Research my songs |
And if my reputation suffers, well I do it for my art |
And somewhere inside my microphone, I’ve got |
A diamond studded heart |
Maybe I should bribe a DJ, maybe I could |
Get played that way |
Cry for public sympathy, well you can keep |
That stuff, 'cos it isn’t me |
I’m a star (Now that I’m a star) |
Now is my time to rise and shine |
I’m a star (Now the crowd is mine) |
Finish your song because the crowd is mine |
I’m a star (I will rise and shine) |
Now is my time, to rise and shine |
I’m a star (Now the crowd is mine) |
Because the crowd is mine, because the |
Crowd is mine |
Because the crowd is mine, because the |
Crowd is mine |
Finish your song because the crowd is mine |
Because the crowd is mine |
The crowd is mine |
Maybe I should bribe a DJ, maybe I could |
Get played that way |
Maybe I should get a gun, you’ll have a serial |
Killer at number one |
I’m a star (Now that I’m a star) |
Now is my time to rise and shine |
I’m a star (Now the crowd is mine) |
Finish your song because the crowd is mine |
Just 'cos I’ve not got everything, doesn’t mean |
I don’t want more |
You’ve got 'TAKE THAT! |
and GEORGE |
MICHAEL, they're such crashing bores! |
Frome Liverpool to Paris, and from Birmingham |
To Rome |
Anywhere there’s a spotlight baby!, It’s my |
Birthright and my home |
You want looks?, I got 'em, Meisels' already |
Shot 'em |
Jewels?, Don’t need 'em, There’s hungry |
People feed them |
You want names?, I’ll name them, scandalise |
And frame them |
Cos I am a STAR! |