[Verse One]
Hey bone china face with a black space in your heart
I got some magazines with a crossword you can start
But what's that photograph jumping out across the page?
It could be me, you think, any day now set to stage
There's a face somewhere behind that powdered mask
There's something moving in like a snake inside the grass
What's your name again? Everyone here looks the same
But in your reverie, you just lead in a hurricane
And you say

[Chorus]
"Shoot me for your magazine
Shoot me on the bedside table
Shoot me in a restaurant restroom
Follow the star!"

[Verse Two]
You've got some nerve on you, coming 'round with your champagne
In your leather boots, looking down like a bird of prey
Hey bone china face, you could think that it's alright
I'll take you dancing under tall trees in the night
You're thinking

[Chorus]
"Shoot me for your magazine
Shoot me on your bedside table
Shoot me in a restaurant restroom
Follow the star!"

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
"Shoot me for your magazine
Shoot me on your bedside table
Shoot me in a restaurant restroom
Follow the star!"