ฟังเพลงStar People '97 (Radio Version) (Radio Version|Explicit)

Star People '97 (Radio Version|Explicit) - George Michael

Lyrics by：George Michael/Rudy Taylor/Lonnie Simmons/Charley Wilson

Composed by：George Michael/Rudy Taylor/Lonnie Simmons/Charley Wilson

Bad bad bad

Star people

Bad bad

Star people

Bad bad bad

Star people

Bad bad

Bad bad bad

Star people

Bad bad

Bad bad bad

Star people

Bad bad

Star people

Counting your money 'til your soul turns green

Star people star people

Counting the cost of your desire to be seen

I do not count myself among you

I may have been living in a dream

It's just that there seem so many of you

Can't help but hope there's a difference between

And if I live to be a hundred and one

I will never understand what you are

Honey

I'm looking for sympathy

Just get me on ABC

And where's the hell's my dumb a*s PR

Yeah yeah

I said maybe your mama gave you up boy

It's the same old same old

I said maybe your daddy didn't love you enough girl

How much is enough

Star people

Star people star people

Never forget your secret's safe with me

Just look at all the wonderful people star people hey

Trying to forget just who and what they have been

Oh it's a dream it's a dream

With a nightmare stuck in the middle middle

Are you serious

I'm just curious

Without all this attention mmm

You'd die

I'd die

And if I live to be a hundred and one

Wouldn't we baby

Understand just how

Oooh I'm talking to ya

You're looking for sympathy from people who work to eat

And they don't really seem to mind

Yeah yeah

I said maybe your mama gave you up boy

It's the same old same old

I said maybe baby your daddy didn't love you enough

Love you enough girl

How much is enough star people

How much is enough

How much is enough

Are you serious I'm just curious

I'm just curious

Are you serious I'm just curious

More glycerine

Are you serious I'm just curious

Are you serious I'm just curious

Are you serious I'm just curious

Hah DJ bad boy is that why you're a star

Why do you wanna tell me that

Is that what makes a star

DJ bad bad boy is that why you're a star

Get yourself some Oprah cash

Uhhh baby

Do you really think you've got it so hard huh

Do you think it might do you some good

To have a look around you and decide how you might feel

If the pain you felt was real ow

Baby

Tell me

Bad bad boy

Is that why you're a

Now nothing comes from nothing baby

Baby

That fame and fortune's heaven sent baby baby

And who gives a **** about your problems darling

'Cause you can pay the rent

You're a star

You can pay

Pay

Pay

Pay

Pay

Pay

Pay

Bad bad boy is that what makes a star

Is that what makes a star

Baby

Cry baby

Cry baby

Baby you're a star

Is that why you're star baby

Baby you're a star

Baby I'll maybe