Star

Maybe he doesn't love me
He's just trying to get in my pants
Hasn't asked how I've been lately
It's not on the cards that there's a romance

Perhaps my last guy
Was a bit shady
With a paradoxical stance
There was that slang to his rhythm
And the way he got into my pants.

Now there is no-one left to fancy
Except for an Internet romance
And it doesn't seem so important
That he's confessed that he can't dance

Because he's a hundred thousand miles away
And would he walk that far
Just to be with a girl who sleeps all day
Who would otherwise be a star
She would otherwise be a star
Yes she would
She'd otherwise be a star.

Used

These temptations
to do things
In the heat of the moment
Like smoking, shopping and sex

Filled up on desert
Staying up late
wishing that
I had a date

But why?
So they can get in my pants
And then
forget to ask me to dance

Then afterwards
Too close to soon
The walls closing in
In the green room

Feeling wierded out
Why is now the time
To express your doubts?
What was that all about?

Symptoms
from
smoking and shopping and sex
Just mark the box with and X

Why are these temptations
so strong?
Is it the devil
With a tongue like a two forked prong?

Tongues of fire
burning down the house
See it scare a little mouse
And everything is gone

It's gone now
I forgot to keep my temper
I'm a vixen, all happy one minute
All sad the next

It's all such an effort
And I try my best
But I just cannot
withstand the test

Baby come and change it
Suck my blues
Make me chicken soup
When I've got the flu

If you knew me
And I knew you
Maybe then would we
know what to do