Hollywood Songtext
von Shooting Star
Hollywood Songtext
She grew up reading every magazine
Rags to riches, whoa-oh-oh
Lost her heart to the American dream
Of Hollywood
She used to dream about love
Her youth was lived out
Like on a stage
Left the boring world she knew at home
Made her star struck way
Something there was lost along the road
To Hollywood
She used to dream about love
Her youth was lived out
Like on a stage
These days she hits the strip tonight
All the names and lights
And the games they 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
Takes advantage of her long blonde hair
Lord, I know it's so damn true
We used to sit and talk and she′d hold my hand
Hold my hand
And she used to love me
I used to love her
Gentle ways
These days she hits the strip at night
All the names and lights
And the games they 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 lips and the legs that made
Mid-America′s
Apple Pie Way
And sells herself to the producer′s couch
Feeling down and out
On the streets of L.A. (L.A.)
While she's dancing on the walk-on
′Til she's dead (L.A.)
They all wonder why (Why, why)
Applause is not forever for the silver screen
And many fights and things
To make you cry (Cry, cry)
So come on, give us one more
Come on, one more time
Before the end of ours
On the boulevard
And never being loved
But once a star
In Hollywood
She used to dream about love
Her youth was lived out
Like on a stage
Rags to riches, whoa-oh-oh
Lost her heart to the American dream
Of Hollywood
She used to dream about love
Her youth was lived out
Like on a stage
Left the boring world she knew at home
Made her star struck way
Something there was lost along the road
To Hollywood
She used to dream about love
Her youth was lived out
Like on a stage
These days she hits the strip tonight
All the names and lights
And the games they 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
Takes advantage of her long blonde hair
Lord, I know it's so damn true
We used to sit and talk and she′d hold my hand
Hold my hand
And she used to love me
I used to love her
Gentle ways
These days she hits the strip at night
All the names and lights
And the games they 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 lips and the legs that made
Mid-America′s
Apple Pie Way
And sells herself to the producer′s couch
Feeling down and out
On the streets of L.A. (L.A.)
While she's dancing on the walk-on
′Til she's dead (L.A.)
They all wonder why (Why, why)
Applause is not forever for the silver screen
And many fights and things
To make you cry (Cry, cry)
So come on, give us one more
Come on, one more time
Before the end of ours
On the boulevard
And never being loved
But once a star
In Hollywood
She used to dream about love
Her youth was lived out
Like on a stage
Writer(s): Gary West, Van Mclain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

