Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me lyrics

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

There's a crowd to cry

Hold me

Thrill me

Kiss me

Kill me

[Dr.Chase:] [What is it about the wrong kind of man?]

[Batman:] [It's the car right? Chicks love the car.]

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