She turned her nightlight on and threw him a kiss
He stared back with gree Crayola eyes
She traced his likeness from the back of the disk
Next to a promise of the biggest prize, oh
chorus:
She's joining a fan club
With her friends
Filling her bathtub with T-shirts and 8x10's
He looks dreamy
She's in love from afar
When she's picking up a fallen star
Downstairs the late show's got the age of the rock
The monks on from last Sunday at the milky way
Your mom's writing checks to the preist and the church singing Dig Down Deep
''cause if you wanna get to heaven all you gotta do is pay to pray
Chorus
Shake!
Shake that woody
Promise and Pinnochio
You've paid your money
Now watch that money grow
Chorus
She's joining a fan club
Big mistake
I still get heartburn
Thinking of the stamps I ate
But I loved you before fate crashed his car
Send a prayer for a fallen star
I wish for a fallen star
Ah ah ah ah ah