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you'll do almost anything just to bring a change so you run from bar to bus stop you run from bus to bar face to face you hunt and stalk begging for a star a star
Sit down listen in someone's playing jazz in this place you've never been so drift around take it in music erases almost every sin every sin blue-green chords weave a dream those two deaf ones will never ever hear they see what hands speak the jazz will never touch them or penetrate their ears their ears
Oh, the things you get hooked on to switch the tempo of your day you'll put up with almost anything thinking it's gonna bring a change so you sit with ones you don't care to see you're smiling so ungraciously you look at them and feel so mean why can't they simply let you be? they're not the stars you seek
Why can't they let you be they're not the stars you seek why can't they let you be they're not the stars you seek why can't they let you be they're not the stars you seek at all
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Begging For A Star
Leave home go out order a cocktail and a smile for your face put it on play along seeking conversation and an escape today rock 'n' roll videos shout sounding bad and stale so you push it all away it's the same old song and the spark's all gone just drop your condemnations and let that shit parade that cheap charade
Oh, the things you look for to switch the tempo of your day
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