| The sandy haired son of Hollywood
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| Lost his faith in all that’s good
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| Closed the curtain, unplugged the clock
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| Hung his clothes on the shower rod
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| But he never got undressed
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| And no, he never made a mess
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| It’s funny how life turns out
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| The odds of faith in the face of doubt
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| Camera One closes in The soundtrack starts
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| The scene begins
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| You’re playing you now
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| You’re playing you now
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| You’re playing you now
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| You’re playing you now
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| You’re playing you now
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| Take a bow
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| Take a bow
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| The trophy wife from Palisades
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| Whose yearbook beauty never fades
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| Sits and watches the sea fold in And wonders what might have been
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| If she could ever have the chance
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| Would she do it all again?
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| It’s funny how life turns out
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| The odds of faith in the face of doubt
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| Camera One closes in The soundtrack starts
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| The scene begins
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| You’re playing you now
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| You’re playing you now
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| You’re playing you now
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| You’re playing you now
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| You’re playing you now
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| Take a bow
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| Take a bow
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| On the corner
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| By his streets
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| He sits in his lawnchair
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| In the heat
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| Sightseers see
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| What they want
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| They’re selling star-maps
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| To the sun
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| The sunny-haired son of Hollywood
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| Lost his faith in all that’s good
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| Closed the curtain, unplugged the clock
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| Hung his clothes on the shower rod
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| But he didn’t get undressed
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| And no, he didn’t seem depressed
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| It’s funny how life turns out
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| The odds of faith in the face of doubt
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| Camera One closes in The soundtrack starts
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| The scene begins
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| You’re playing you now
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| You’re playing you now
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| You’re playing you now
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| You’re playing you now
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| You’re playing you now
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| You’re playing you now
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| You’re playing you now
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| Take a bow
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| Take a bow
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| Take a bow
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| Take a bow |