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Superstar


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Oh well my mama didn't think too much to that rock 'n' roll,
Every weekend she was downtown selling her soul,
But my father was a different man - he said, "Boy you gotta get what you can, you're a superstar".

You're a star, you're a star, you're a great great superstar.
You're a star, you're a star, you're a great big superstar.

Well I was just 17, I was singing at the high school dance,
Everybody singing said, "Boy you just don't stand a chance".
But then a guy in a gold Rolls Royce -
He said, "We sure do like your voice, you're a superstar".

You're a star, you're a star, you're a great big superstar.
You're a star, you're a star, you're a great big superstar.

Well, he took me down town in a Cadillac,
It all works out or you won't get back,
You don't mind a rumble and a tumble in the night,
You're gonna be a star for a long long while.

(Unable to transcribe this bit)....just to visit my mama and my pa,
My mama looked at me - said, "What you doing with that great big car".
Yet my papa was a different man - he said, "Boy you gotta get what you can, you're a superstar".

You're a star, you're a star, you're a great big superstar.
You're a star, you're a star, you're a great big superstar.

You're a star, you're a star, you're a great big superstar.
You're a star, you're a star, you're a great big superstar.

That's all boys!


Autor(es): K. James