Текст песни Billy Idol - Shooting Stars
Billy Idol - Shooting Stars слова песни
Here I come againIt is the end of the nightAnd baby stuck out tonightOh but to her strange vibesTo make her feel alrightFor babys feeling sickWell now she tried so hardSo hard to be hipShes shooting starsWith her friendsShes shooting starsTill the endWhat is the time of dayShe thinks shes really hipOh it can be so maimIf you wanna play that gameWhy dont you listen to meDont go out tonightDont go out with no boysOh your heads always to the ground babyOn the scrounge at the peppermint groundBabys feeling senseWell now she tried so hardSo hard to be hipShes shooting starsWith her friendsShes shooting starsTill the endWhat is the time of dayShe thinks shes really hipWell you wanna play the foolYou wanna be so cruelYou wanna shoot that heroOh dont you know that babyRevolution or maimIt is the end of the nightAnd baby stopped out tonightTo many sing marks on her heartsTo do her any more harmBabys feeling sickThey tracked her downAnd she tried so hardSo hard to be hipShes shooting starsWith her friendsShes shooting starsTill the endShes shooting starsWith her friendsShes shooting starsTill the endCome on, be her friendYou know shes in my trustYou know shes in my strong