They say "its ok"
but when I try
they push me away
I read - its alright
but follow them
they get uptight
Hey, hey, Billy, Billy, boy
you know, your my pride and joy
I want to meet a star
I want to meet a star
But they keep them away to far
I read - its okay
but writing letters
doesn't get my way
If theres one thing I can do
its loving you
when you don't even know me
Is the love fake that you show me?
The songs you sing on the radio
come thru
But the meaning never seems
to be true
What can I do?
But keep trying to meet you
I haven't gotten far
Trying to meet my favorite star
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