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