| She stood there bright as the sun on that california coast
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| He was a midwestern boy on his own
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| She looked at him with those soft eyes,
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| So innocent and blue
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| He knew right then he was too far from home he was too far from home
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| She took his hand and she led him along that golden beach
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| They watched the waves tumble over the sand
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| They drove for miles and miles
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| Up those twisting turning roads
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| Higher and higher and higher they climbed
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| And those hollywood nights
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| In those hollywood hills
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| She was looking so right
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| In her diamonds and frills
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| All those big city nights
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| In those high rolling hills
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| Above all the lights
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| She had all of the skills
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| Hed headed west cause he felt that a change
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| Would do him good
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| See some old friends, good for the soul
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| She had been born with a face that would her
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| Get her way
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| He saw that face and he lost all control
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| He had lost all control
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| Night after night, day after day, it went on and on Then came that morning he woke up alone
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| He spent all night staring down at the lights of la Wondering if he could ever go home
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| And those hollywood nights
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| In those hollywood hills
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| It was looking so right
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| It was giving him chills
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| In those big city nights
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| In those high rolling hills
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| Above all the lights
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| With a passion that kills
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| In those hollywood nights
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| In those hollywood hills
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| She was looking so right
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| In her diamonds and frills
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| All those big city nights
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| In those high rolling hills
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| Above all the lights
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| She had all of the skills |