| It was a black night, cat night, hell of a night
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| to be at home alone.
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| I headed for a singles bar
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| planned to get stoned.
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| A sweet lady smiled, high on a stool, lookin´ blue
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| drinkin´wine
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| I asked for the time
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| she looked at me, I read her life in her eyes
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| and she said:
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| Take me back to Hollywood
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| that´s where dreams come true
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| show me all the magic
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| I used to know
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| take me back to Hollywood
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| let a star shine through
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| dance me back to heaven
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| with you…
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| She wore a pink hat, she had eyes of a cat
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| they lied about her age.
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| I know I´d seen her face somewhere
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| high on a stage
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| she lit up a king-size cigarette, slowly let
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| out the smoke
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| gave me her coat
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| sat by my side in silk and lace, full of grace
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| when she said:
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| Take me back to Hollywood
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| that´s where dreams come true
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| show me all the magic
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| I used to know
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| take me back to Hollywood
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| let a star shine through
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| dance me back to heaven
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| with you…
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| She gave me an old, so outta sight, black and white
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| photograph
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| started to laugh
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| paid for the drinks and taxi fare, brushed her hair
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| then she said:
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| Take me back to Hollywood
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| that´s where dreams come true
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| show me all the magic
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| I used to know
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| take me back to Hollywood
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| let a star shine through
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| dance me back to heaven
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| with you… |