Star Treatment

I just wanted to be one of The Strokes
 Now look at the mess you made me make
 Hitchhiking with a monogrammed suitcase
 Miles away from any half-useful imaginary highway
 I'm a big name in deep space
 Ask your mates but golden boy's in bad shape
 I found out the hard way
 That here ain't no place for dolls like you and me
 Everybody's on a barge
 Floating down the endless stream of great TV
 1984, 2019
 Maybe I was a little too wild in the 70s
 Rocket-ship grease down the cracks of my knuckles
 Karate bandana
 Warp speed chic
 Hair down to there
 Impressive moustache
 Love came in a bottle with a twist off cap
 Let's all have a swig and do a hot lap
 So who you gonna call?
 The martini police
 
 Baby, that isn't how they look tonight, oh no
 It took the light forever to get to your eyes
 
 I just wanted to be one of those ghosts
 You thought that you could forget
 And then I haunt you via the rear view mirror
 On a long drive from the back seat
 But it's alright 'cause you love me
 And you recognize that it ain't how it should be
 Your eyes are heavy and the weather's getting ugly
 So pull over, I know the place
 Don't you know an apparition is a cheap date?
 What exactly is it you've been drinking these days?
 Jukebox in the corner
 Long hot summer
 They've got a film up on the wall and it's dark enough to dance
 What do you mean you've never seen Blade Runner?
 Oh, maybe I was a little too wild in the 70s
 Back down to earth with a lounge singer shimmer
 Elevator down to my make believe residency
 From the honeymoon suite
 Two shows a day, four nights a week
 Easy money
 So who you gonna call?
 The martini police
 ♪
 So who you gonna call?
 The martini police
 
 Baby, that isn't how they look tonight
 It took the light absolutely forever to get to your eyes
 And as we gaze skyward, ain't it dark early?
 It's the star treatment, yeah
 And as we gaze skyward, ain't it dark early?
 It's the star treatment
 
 It's the star treatment
 The star treatment
 
 I just wanted to be one of The Strokes
 Now look at the mess you made me make
 Hitchhiking with a monogrammed suitcase
 Miles away from any half-useful imaginary highway
 I'm a big name in deep space
 Ask your mates but golden boy's in bad shape
 I found out the hard way
 That here ain't no place for dolls like you and me
 Everybody's on a barge
 Floating down the endless stream of great TV
 1984, 2019
 Maybe I was a little too wild in the 70s
 Rocket-ship grease down the cracks of my knuckles
 Karate bandana
 Warp speed chic
 Hair down to there
 Impressive moustache
 Love came in a bottle with a twist off cap
 Let's all have a swig and do a hot lap
 So who you gonna call?
 The martini police
 
 Baby, that isn't how they look tonight, oh no
 It took the light forever to get to your eyes
 
 I just wanted to be one of those ghosts
 You thought that you could forget
 And then I haunt you via the rear view mirror
 On a long drive from the back seat
 But it's alright 'cause you love me
 And you recognize that it ain't how it should be
 Your eyes are heavy and the weather's getting ugly
 So pull over, I know the place
 Don't you know an apparition is a cheap date?
 What exactly is it you've been drinking these days?
 Jukebox in the corner
 Long hot summer
 They've got a film up on the wall and it's dark enough to dance
 What do you mean you've never seen Blade Runner?
 Oh, maybe I was a little too wild in the 70s
 Back down to earth with a lounge singer shimmer
 Elevator down to my make believe residency
 From the honeymoon suite
 Two shows a day, four nights a week
 Easy money
 So who you gonna call?
 The martini police
 ♪
 So who you gonna call?
 The martini police
 
 Baby, that isn't how they look tonight
 It took the light absolutely forever to get to your eyes
 And as we gaze skyward, ain't it dark early?
 It's the star treatment, yeah
 And as we gaze skyward, ain't it dark early?
 It's the star treatment
 
 It's the star treatment
 The star treatment