Star Star (Live ’78) The Rolling Stones

[Verse 1]
Baby, baby, I've been so sad since you've been gone
Way back to New York City
Where you do belong
Honey, I missed your two tongue kisses
Your legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to New York, girl
I'm going to make you jump all night
Baby, baby, call me on the telephone
I know you're moving in to Hollywood
With your can of tasty foam
All those beat up friends of mine
Got to written in their books
And lead guitars and movie stars
Get their toes beneath your hook

[Chorus]
You're a star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star
Star fucker, star fucker, star fucker, star fucker star
Yes you are

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I heard about your Polaroids
Now that's what I call obscene
Your trick with fruit was kinda cute
I bet you keep your pussy clean
Yeah, I miss those two tongue kisses
Legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to New York, child
Going to make you scream all night