| Queen of Hollywood |
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| She drove a long way through the night |
| From an urban neighborhood |
| She left her mother in a fight |
| For a dream misunderstood |
| And her friends they talk on corners |
| They could never comprehend |
| But there was always something different |
| In the way she held a stare |
| And the pictures that she painted |
| Were of glamor and of flair |
| And her boyfriend through he loved her |
| Knew he couldn’t quite fulfill |
| He could never meet her there |
| She’s never gonna be like the one before |
| She read it in her stars that there’s something more |
| No matter what it takes, no matter how she breaks |
| She’ll be the Queen of Hollywood |
| And the cynics they will wonder |
| What’s the difference with this dream |
| And the dreams of countless others |
| All believing in TV |
| They see their hand prints in a sidewalk |
| Flashing cameras on the scene |
| And a shining limousine |
| She’s never gonna be like the one before |
| She read it in her stars that there’s something more |
| No matter what it takes, no matter how she breaks |
| She’ll be the Queen of Hollywood |
| She’s believing in a dream |
