Joining a Fan Club

She turned the night light on and blew him a kiss He stared back through his green Crayola eyes She traced his likeness from off the back of a disc Next to the boxtop promise of the biggest prize Joining a fan club with my friends Filling our bathtubs with teeshirts and 8 x 10's He looks so dreamy, I'm in love from afar When I'm pickin' up a fallen star Downstairs the late show's blastin' 'Age of the rock' Greedy monks playin' last Sunday at the Milky Way Mom's writing checks to the minister in the corner Singing, 'Dig Down Deep' 'Cause if you wanna go to Heaven all you gotta do is pay to pray Joining a fan club with my pen Filling my bathtub with holy water and amens He looks so dreamy, I'm in love from afar When I'm pickin' up a fallen star Shake that woody, shake it for me, St. Pinocchio You've paid your money, now watch that money grow Joining a fan club, best be warned He turns me on when he wears that lampshade crown of thorns We'd be so dreamy, sharing his black caviar While I'm pickin' up a fallen star Joining a fan club is a big mistake I still get heartburn when I think about all of the stamps I ate I wished I'd loved him, before fate crashed his car Say a prayer for the fallen star