Pop Star

Yeah, yeah, I’m with a star
A pop star, in her car
Looking for action
And nothing more
Pretty but crazy
She can dance like Chuck Berry
Yeah, yeah, I’m with a star
A pop star, in her car
Yeah, yeah, I’m with a star
A pop star, in her car
I feel the tango, I feel the rumba
I feel the foxtrot, I feel the chacha
I feel the mambo, I feel the samba
On danse le java, let’s do the salsa
Yeah, yeah, I’m with a star
A pop star, in her car
In love with herself and nobody else
She lost her past, she lost herself
Yeah, yeah, I’m with a star
A pop star, in her car