| I was looking for a change of scene
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| You were looking at a magazine
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| It was red carpets and limousines
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| And the grass seemed so much greener
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| All we wanted was to get there fast
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| So, we packed up everything we had
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| Running on hope and a tank of gas
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| Like dreams ain’t just for dreamers
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| We couldn’t wait to leave that life behind
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| Trying to find salvation in that city limit sign
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| And one of those LA nights
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| When the stars come out
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| Oh, the stars come out and shine
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| And they burn so bright
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| They drown the downtown lights
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| When the stars come out
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| Oh, when the stars come out
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| Everybody’s, somebody, someday
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| Everybody’s got a part to play
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| Everybody’s trying to find a way
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| To say, what needs saying
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| Everybody’s got a friend of a friend
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| Somebody that can get you in Begging angels for a sin
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| In a game that we’re all playing
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| You and I, we’re gamblers holding cards that we can’t see
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| And I’m betting on you, you’re betting on me Down on the freeway, the sun is out of sight
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| And I got a feeling tonight might be the night |
| Yeah, tonight might be the night |