Тексты песни «Hollywood»

How can it be that I could be lost again? Here in a town of yesterday's desperate men All dressed up to go for the final scene Here comes the dread they fed me in last night's dream She's got too much class for the...

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 what I should Yeah, Hollywood Oh kiss me, kiss me good Oh,...

Album: The Hotel Cafe Get this table off my back And let me teach you how to clap We'll sketch out all our dreams And write down our elaborate schemes We could clone ourselves Despite what they might say Put them...

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's Hollywood Who wears the shady glasses after dark? Who tries...

I've got a picture in my headIn my headIt's me and you we are in bedWe are in bedYou've always been there when I calledWhen I calledYou've always been there most of all, all, all, all(chorus)This is not HollywoodLike I...

I've got a picture in my head In my head It's me and you we are in bed We are in bed You've always been there when I called When I called You've always been there most of all, all, all, all Chorus: This is not...

The way we're living makes no sense Take me back to the age of innocence I wanna go back then Take me back to the age of innocence Back to the age of innocence When clockwork fixed by lights and books When...

I'd buy a Martoni Marquis Ride San Fernando Valley I know I could in Hollywood Hotdamn the L.A. Freeway Wear mink from Montego Bay I know I could in Hollywood Wanna toot-toot la In a single's bar Gonna iron...

Hey, well this could be cool 'Cause we could be together but nothing lasts forever Me, I'll be your fool Pick you up when you fall down And move across the dance floor Let me buy you a drink or two And you could...

(Dave Hill-Steve Watts)(Cloth Cap Songs) Hey you pretty boys and girls D'ya really wanna make it? I like the sexy ones With the long blond curles We'll supply the make-up You don't need to know a thing about...

I'm gonna drive my car Take a trip, I'm heading for L.A. Gonna shine like a star The sidewalk and the streets will bear my name So change your hair, change your face You've got to win this human race Cause in the...

Buckerlin buckerlin buckerlin over and over and I didn't mean to listen in, I didn't mean to listen in. Holding your stomach in Breaking promises Breaking bread over wine It's alright it's fine And it's all in...

I hope you're happy out in glitter gulch With your brand new friends Who will shake you off like a dog When they're bored with you I'm not bitter, just a little sad To be taken in by a smile That swallows...

I've got a picture in my head (in my head) It's me and you , we are in bed (we are in bed) You'll always be there when I call (when I call) You'll always be there most of all. (all, all, all) This is not Hollywood, Like...

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 at bus stops, all his life He's been in and out of lost...

The bright lights of the city Are starting to wear me down And when I need you You just can't be found Loud days, endless nights Are starting to make me crazy And now you're gone There's nothing left for me...

[Verse 1: Game] Open up the mind of a killer Niggas on the front line, strong as gorillas Another dead body in the mist Compton tattooed on his stomach Aint that a bitch? Hub city with, buck fifty Reunite with G-unit?...

I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired You've been gone, you've been gone, you've been gone, you've been gone I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired, I've been tired You've been...

Well, I was passing by a pawn shop In an older part of town Something caught my eye And I stopped and turned around I stepped inside and there I spied In the middle of it all Was a beat up old guitar Hanging on the...

Album: No Excuses Well, I'm alright on sunset at midnight Heading for the 666 outside Waiting stars rushing in my headlights Valet parking and suicide It seems to me there ain't anything But superstars and angels of...