Shooting Stars

Here I come again

It is the end of the night

And baby snuck out tonight

Oh, but to her strange vibes

To make her feel alright

For baby's feeling sick

Well, now she tried so hard

So hard to be hip

She's shooting stars

With her friends

She's shooting stars

'Til the end

I think it's kinda sick

She thinks she's really hip

Oh, it can be so lame

If you wanna play that game

Why don't you listen to me?

Don't go out tonight

Don't go out with nobody

Oh, your head's always to the ground, baby

On the scrounge at the Peppermint Lounge

Baby's feeling sick

Well, now she tried so hard

So hard to be hip

She's shooting stars

With her friends

She's shooting stars

'Til the end

Well, I think it's kinda sick

She thinks she's really hip

Well, you wanna play the fool

You wanna be so cruel

You wanna shoot that hero

Oh, don't you know that, baby

Revolution or maim

It is the end of the night

And baby snuck out tonight

To many sting marks on her arms

To do her any more harm

Baby's feeling sick

They tracked her down

And she's tryin' so hard

So hard to be hip

She's shooting stars

With her friends

Oh, she's shooting stars

'Til the end

She's shooting stars

With our friends

She's shooting stars

'Til the end

Come on, be her friend

You know she ain't that strong

You know she ain't that strong