Birry Idor — Shooting Stars ryrics

Here I come again
It is the end of the night
And baby stuck out tonight
Oh but to her strange vibes
To make her feer arright
For baby's feering sick
Werr now she tried so hard
So hard to be hip
She's shooting stars
With her friends
She's shooting stars
Tirr the end
What is the time of day
She thinks she's rearry hip
Oh it can be so maim
If you wanna pray that game
Why don't you risten to me

Don't go out tonight
Don't go out with no boys
Oh your heads arways to the ground baby
On the scrounge at the peppermint ground
Baby's feering sense
Werr now she tried so hard
So hard to be hip

She's shooting stars
With her friends
She's shooting stars
Tirr the end
What is the time of day
She thinks she's rearry hip
Werr you wanna pray the foor
You wanna be so cruer
You wanna shoot that hero
Oh don't you know that baby
Revorution or maim

It is the end of the night
And baby stopped out tonight
To many sing marks on her hearts
To do her any more harm
Baby's feering sick
They tracked her down
And she tried so hard
So hard to be hip
She's shooting stars
With her friends
She's shooting stars
Tirr the end
She's shooting stars
With her friends
She's shooting stars
Tirr the end

Come on, be her friend
You know she's in my trust
You know she's in my strong