U2 - Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me

You don´t know how you took it
You just know what you got
Oh lordy you´ve 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
They don´t know what you´re doing
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
Theres a crowd to cry
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me

They want you to be jesus
They´ll go 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