Sweet miranda, on the veranda   You really keep your ice-cream cold   Mine's melting in my hand,   I don't understand,   I guess you never could have been told.      You want to be a star   Yes you are.      Driving back home from my venture   I'm really feeling empty handed   Hand's on my stick   It's making me sick   Why did you leave me out in the cold.      You want to be a star   Yes you are.      Maybe you tried but you missed it   Maybe you tried it again   Maybe you tried but you missed it   Long goodbye.      Thought my viper would excite her   Believing what the good book had told   I showed her my pet   She phoned for the vet   Then killed it with a mean strangle hold.      You want to be a star   Yes you are.      Maybe you tried but you missed it   Maybe you tried it again   Maybe you tried but you missed it   Long goodbye.      You got me running girl   I'm an astronaut   But I just seem to burst in flame   You got me running girl   I'm a laid-back tiger but I'm never tame.   Little queeny have you seen me   I'm waiting every night at ten   Hands on your hips   Blood on your lips   I make it but I just don't know when.