Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me

You don't know how you took it

You just know what you got

Oh lawdy, you been stealing from the thieves

And you got caught

In the headlights of a stretch car,

You're a star.



Dressing like your sister

Living like a tart

If they don't know what you're doin'

Babe it must be art,

You're a headache, in a suitcase

You're a star.



Oh, no, don't be shy

You don't have to go blind,

Hold me

Thrill me

Kiss me

Kill me.



You don't know how you got here

You just know you want out

Believing in yourself almost as much as you doubt,

You're a big smash

You wear it like a rash

Star.



Oh no, don't be shy

You need a crowd to cry,

Hold me

Thrill me

Kiss me

Kill me.



They want you to be Jesus

They'll got down on one knee

But they'll want their money back

If you're alive at thirty-three,

And you're turning tricks

With your crucifix.

You're a star, oh child



Of course you're not shy

You don't have to deny love,

Hold me

Thrill me

Kiss me

Kill me.