| Italian X Rays
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| The Hollywood Dream
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| Baby got into her car
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| Drove all the way to New York city
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| Um Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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| She played her guitar there
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| They made her a star in New York city
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| Um Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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| She went to Paris, France
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| That’s where she got the chance
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| To be a movie star
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| I got a post card from Rome
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| Then she was headin' home
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| To America
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| A superstar
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| She’d come so far
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| Dit dit da dit die o
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| Dit dit da dit die o
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| Dit dit da dit die o
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| Dit dit da dit die o
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| Well it wasn’t very long
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| Till she was back out on
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| That old freeway
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| Um Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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| She drove across the mountains
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| The prairies, the deserts
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| Of the U.S.A.
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| Um Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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| Hollywood gave her a call
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| She went and lived it all
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| On the silver screen
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| Sometimes she laughed and she cried
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| She kept it all inside
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| For the magazines
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| The silver screen
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| The Hollywood dream
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| Dit dit da dit die o
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| Dit dit da dit die o
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| Dit dit da dit die o
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| Dit dit da dit die o
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| Now she lives in an ivory tower
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| A tower built by fame
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| Um Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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| And she’s got the wealth and power
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| But she hasn’t got a man
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| Um Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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| No matter how hard she tried
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| She was so empty inside
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| So lonely
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| She hung her head and she cried
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| Was it the love she denied
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| Never satisfied
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| Deep inside
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| She said goodbye
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| She paid the price for her fame
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| Everyone knows her name
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| America
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| A superstar
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| She’s come so far
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| Dit dit da dit die o
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| Dit dit da dit die o
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| Dit dit da dit die o
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| Dit dit da dit die o
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| Dit dit da dit die o
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| Dit dit da dit die o |