Lipstick in hand Tahitian tanned in her painted on jeans She dreams of fame She changed her name To one that fits the movie screen She's headed for the
Could you be a teenage idol? Could you be a movie star? When l turn on my TV will you smile and wave at me? Telling Oprah who you are So you want to
[Chorus] Starts off like a small town marriage Lovely wife and life, baby carriage Now all the stars have cars, success of course But it ends in Hollywood
Everybody comes to Hollywood They wanna make it in the neighborhood They like the smell of it in Hollywood How could it hurt you when it looks so good
Hot milk Mmmm tweak my nipple Champagne and ripple Shamans go cripple My sales go triple We drop lobotomy beats Evaporated meats On hi-tech street We
American queen is the American dream American queen is the American dream She is a Polish girl in America Tall, tanned, hot, blonde called Anya I asked
I blame you Hollywood For showing me things you never should Show a young girl in this cruel world Because life's not a happy ending I'm sure there is
Sometimes I get down goin' south, Take it easy, let go, then Im out, People in Hollywood take away the good, Not goin' home but I know I should... Get
People running everywhere, not one place to go Got no time to look around to find out where they are Where they are, where they are People having such
He's on his way He's moving to Hollywood He's bussing into Hollywood Show him the way He's moving to Hollywood He's hopping into Hollywood He's waited
(Jamie Madrox) Festival or ??, what's that you're holdin? Turn full circle, face to face with the omen. when I split you open i go for you heart and spit
*Gunshots* (Jamie Madrox) Festival of Samhein What's that your holding? Turn full circle, face to face with the Omen When I split you open I go
Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready? Let's go She moved out to Hollywood 'Cause she wanted to be
She was a young girl, eighteen Addicted to the dreams of bein' on the big screen Then late one nigh, kissed her mama goodbye Took the keys to the car
Oh, summer It never leaves your face You've got that sunshine, bright eyed California cotton candy taste Yeah, Hollywood You know I love you more than
There's a place where you can go Music's hot and lights are low But there's something you should know Before the night is through 'neath a buzzing neon
There's a place where you can go Music's hot and lights are low But there's something you should know Before the night is through 'Neath a buzzing neon
Whose jalopy is covered with junk But don't have any money for lunch? It's Hollywood, it's Hollywood Who's the local star With the big, fine car? It'