Shooting Stars

Lyrics
[Intro] Here I come again [Verse 1] It is the end of the night And baby snuck out tonight Whoa, but to her strange side[?] To make her feel all right [Chorus] But baby's feeling sick Well, now she tried so hard So hard to be hip She's shooting stars With her friends She's shooting stars Till the end I think it's kinda sick She thinks she's really hip Whoa, it can be so lame If you wanna play that game Why don't you listen to me? [Verse 2] Don't go out tonight Don't go out with nobody Oh, your head's always to the ground, baby On the scrounge at the Peppermint Lounge [Chorus] Baby's feeling sick Well, now she tried so hard So hard to be hip She's shooting stars With her friends She's shooting stars Till the end I think it's kinda sick She thinks she's really hip Well, you wanna play the fool You wanna be so cruel You wanna shoot that hero Oh, don't you know that, baby You better listen to me [Guitar solo] [Bridge] It is the end of the night And baby snuck out tonight Too many sing[?] marks on her arms To do her any more harm [Chorus] Baby's feeling sick They tracked her down And she's tryin' so hard So hard to be hip She's shooting stars With her friends Oh, she's shooting stars Till her end She's shooting stars With her friends She's shooting stars Till the end [Outro] Come on, be her friend You know she ain't that strong You know she ain't that strong
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Credits
- Writers
- Billy Idol
- Steve Stevens