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• Artiste: Shooting Star
• Titre: Hollywood
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She grew up reading every magazine Of rags to riches worlds She lost her heart to do the American dream Of Hollywood She used to dream about love Her youth was lived out like on a stage She left the boring world she knew at home And made her star struck way But something there was lost along the road To Hollywood She used to dream about love Her youth was lived out like on a stage But these days she hits the strip tonight All the names in lights, and the games to play She speeds around and drives uptown And pulls out all the stops, she'll hit the top someday Loves New York and California nights And the glamour life of the celluloid stage She takes advantage of her long blonde hair Lord I know it's so damn true We used to sit and talk she'd hold my hand She'd hold my hand She used to love me I used to love her gentle ways But these days she hits the strip at night All the names in lights, and the games to play She speeds around and drives uptown And pulls out all the stops She'll hit the top someday, someday She's got the face and the lips and the legs That fit mid-America's apple pie ways Sells herself to the producer's couch Feeling down and out on the streets of L.A. And while she's down she's fun to walk on Until she's dead, they all wonder why The applause is not for her but for the silver screen And manufactured dreams to make you cry So come on give us one more, come on, one more time Before the hitting the bars on the boulevard And never fear everyone's a star in Hollywood She used to dream about love Her youth was lived out like on a stage