Sweet Miranda, on the veranda You really keep your ice-cream cold Mine's melting in my hand, I don't understand, I guess you never could have been told.
You want to be a star Yes you are.
Driving back home from my venture I'm really feeling empty handed Hand's on my stick It's making me sick Why did you leave me out in the cold.
You want to be a star Yes you are.
Maybe you tried but you missed it Maybe you tried it again Maybe you tried but you missed it Long goodbye.
Thought my viper would excite her Believing what the good book had told I showed her my pet She phoned for the vet Then killed it with a mean strangle hold.
You want to be a star Yes you are.
Maybe you tried but you missed it Maybe you tried it again Maybe you tried but you missed it Long goodbye.
You got me running girl I'm an astronaut But I just seem to burst in flame You got me running girl I'm a laid-back tiger but I'm never tame. Little Queeny have you seen me I'm waiting every night at ten Hands on your hips Blood on your lips I make it but I just don't know when.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.