Starfuckers Inc. (Version)

Starfuckers
Starfuckers

my god sits in the back of the limousine
my god comes in a wrapper of cellophane
my god puts on the cover of the magazine
my god's a shallow little bitch trying to make the scene

Starfuckers
Starfuckers Inc
Starfuckers

i am every fucking thing and just a little more
i sold my soul but don't you dare call me a whore
and when i suck you off not a drop will go to waste
it's really not so bad you know once you get past the taste

Starfuckers
Starfuckers
Starfuckers Inc.
Starfuckers
Starfuckers
Starfuckers
Starfuckers Inc.
Starfuckers

all our pain
how did you think we get by without you?
you're so vain
i bet you think this song is about you

don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you
don't you

Starfuckers
Starfuckers
Starfuckers
Starfuckers Inc.
Starfuckers

now i belong
now i belong
now i belong
now i belong
now i belong
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