means the world to me. It gets so hard for me to express the things I need to say and tell the things that mean the most to me, but I'll start with
a boy I'm plastic dream, I'm bubble toy And even I, will never die Forever young, forever number one Here I am My life belongs to corporations Open space And stars
, searchin' with a fine tooth comb, its like this rope, waitin' to choke, tightening around my throat, watching me while I write this, like I don't like
hom-- and my homies all singin' to it, 3oh...3oh!3, I ain't callin' for a close-up, No clubs, no cars, bitches with the nose jobs, No dubs, no stars,
, yeah Then her back! Yeah, I'm a freak, I get into all that! Girl, I perform for ya, like a porn star! Till ya had enough then I just need a little bit
a two-way radio Love might be just like me Jaded, waiting, all alone Satellite, save my life I'm wishing on a two-way radio Love might be just like me
gun But it's the wax that the terminator x spun Now they got me in a cell 'cause my records, they sell Cause a brother like me said, "Well... ...Farrakahn
you want it The fame and the fortune and more You want it all You want it, you know that you want it You gotta have your star on the door You want
we receive the radio emissions of a pulsar -- an imploded neutron star." [A. THE TAURUS PULSAR] Within a distant nebula in the Taurus zodiac I hear the wailing of a star
she would like to make Britney: You ready? I think I’m ready for my close up Yeah You dont like me, I dont like you, It dont matter Only difference
hear me on your radio Well here we go Please turn up your radio Wanna tell you somethin Hear me on your radio Well here wo go Please turn up your radio
know exactly talkin' about Spliff Star, see me on MTV Fuck that! I'm comin' to gain on Soul Train Now I'm gettin' paid like that nigga Damon Wayans Fuck
bother me and now it's lookin' like hella-smoke under aid they lettin' me pass the velvet rope and it's like getting reckless feeling like a lone star
[Verse 1] Lights on, stage set. I guess I gotta put on a show in cos everyones waiting (??) When I turn the radio on I hear all my songs playing (
now Lil mama how you like me now, On the dance floor we can work it out and bring this whole place down Gotta stand up hands up Big boy's in a stance like
famous it can be kinda fun It's really you but no one ever discovers In some ways you're just like all your friends But on stage you're a star You get
that you want it The fame and the fortune and more You want it all, you want it, you know that you want it You gotta have your star on the door You want
go to dance Radio's blastin' and the top is down There ain't nothing in my way except the traffic of L.A. And I've got friends who love me bright stars