Dee - Bass, guitars, lead vocs
Skitch - Drums, vocs
Head - Piano
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A tale about the gossip girl superstars and how hard it must be to live their privileged lives...
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Shooting Star
She walked out of a Soho doorway
Feelin’ slow but lookin’ fine
Clicking heels barely touchin’ the pavement
Greasy bums wearing old used wine
Striding forth the new day awaits her
But the sun is just a little bright
A Mega Latte sounds awfully good now
Her shades and a bluey will set her right
Day and night turned into day light
And the world goes round and round
Another day in the life of a lovely
Who thinks Page Six is so profound
Heading home she checks her belongings
Her Metro Card has got a ride
She’ll be home in less than an hour
She’ll feel better when she’s inside
Oooo-oooo life can be so hard
Oh-oh when you’re a shooting star
Oooo-oooo you try so hard
Ev’ry damn day of your life
Time to start all over again
A few hours sleep has done some good
All cleaned up with your pretty toe nails
Time to hit the clubs in the neighborhood
If I could I would be your boyfriend
But you would chew me up and spit me out
We’d have fun but I’d never please you
It’s with your girls you like to twist and shout
Oooo-oooo life can be so hard
Oh-oh when you’re a shooting star
Oooo-oooo you try so hard
Ev’ry damn day of your life
Party time and it’s now time to party
Our heroine’s on heroin
Checks herself one more time in her mirror
The noise in her ears fighting off her grin
She strode in like the conquering hero
All decked out in battle gear
Another pill and a couple of cosmos
A well oiled lady knows no fear
Oooo-oooo life can be so hard
Oh-oh when you’re a shooting star
Oooo-oooo you try so hard
Ev’ry damn day of your life
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