U2 – Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me

You don’t know how you took it
You just know what you got
Oh Lawdy, you been stealing from the thieves
And you got caught
In the headlights of a stretch car,
You’re a star

Dressing like your sister
Living like a tart
If they don’t know what you’re doin’
Babe it must be art,
You’re a headache, in a suitcase
You’re a star

Oh, no, don’t be shy
You don’t have to go blind,
Hold me, Thrill me, Kiss me, Kill me.

You don’t know how you got here
You just know you want out
Believing in yourself almost as much as you doubt,
You’re a big smash
You wear it like a rash
Star

Oh no, don’t be shy
It takes a crowd to cry,
Hold me, Thrill me, Kiss me, Kill me.

They want you to be Jesus
They’ll go down on one knee
But they’ll want their money back
If you’re alive at thirty-three
And you’re turning tricks
With your crucifix
You’re a star
Oh child

Of course you’re not shy
You don’t have to deny love
Hold me, Thrill me, Kiss me, Kill me.