Hold Me Thrill Me Kiss Me Kill Me

You don't know how you took itYou just know what you gotOh Lordy you've been stealingFrom the thieves and you got caughtIn the headlightsOf a stretch carYou're a starDressing like your sisterLiving like a tartThey don't know what you're doingBabe, it must be artYou're a headacheIn a suitcaseYou're a starOh no, don't be shyYou don't have to go blindHold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill meYou don't know how you got hereYou just know you want outBelieving in yourselfAlmost as much as you doubtYou're a big smashYou wear it like a rashStarOh no, don't be shyThere's a crowd to cryHold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill meThey want you to be JesusThey'll go down on one kneeBut they'll want their money backIf you're alive at thirty-threeAnd you're turning tricksWith your crucifixYou're a star(Oh child)Of course you're not shyYou don't have to deny loveHold me, thrill me, kiss me, kill me