Wistful for discoWe get a little misty remembering MenudoAnd all those old prosThe Bay City Rollers and Pinky Tuscadero It must be our breedingCall us like cattle, we come stampedingTo the new romanticsEverybody wants a love titanicAnd Tiger Beat keeps us on cue It's trueWe were born to worship someoneIt's true, I do Yeah, yeah, YouYou are my superstarAnd they know who You areYou're never fadingYeah, YouYou are the only One by farBecause You are never changingJacksons, OsmondsGot digested by the cult that caused themAbba, PoisonOh how the mighty, the mighty have fallen Though You fell out of fashionAnd You never made the coverOf a rag like Hit ParaderI could never love anotherWhen I tasted the breadAnd when I tasted of the wineI went blind to everything but howYou shine You are my SuperstarYou are my SuperstarYou are my SuperstarYou are my Superstar
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