| I’m gonna go back in time
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| start over, as a baby again
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| to have enough time, to come into my prime, as an Uber-man-----boy
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| No one will be my peer
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| I’ll have so many more years
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| ? |
| to master my mind and to be refined and to pioneer
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| Child Star, Child Star, Child Star
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| Born of an aging sun
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| Watch me rise on the horizon to become
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| A musical prodigy and a fencing champion
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| But the many awards won’t mean a thing
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| I’ll just be content, to be living a dream
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| On the posters and the screens
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| Child Star, Child Star, Child Star
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| Child Star, Child Star, Child Star
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| On the posters, and on the screens
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| Living a dream
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| And if I see you again
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| You won’t recognize me as your old friend
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| I’ll be a new boy, with a wider smile across my wider head
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| Child Star, Child Star, Child Star
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| Child Star, Child Star, Child Star |