Miss Hollywood

Shootin' Stars. Gilded Age
 Yeah just spill your dreams to me
 And we just hide away
 you can stay if you believe
 Just a leap of faith
 Across a busy Boulevard of Broken Dreams
 And I dream about her even though I never should...
 Miss Hollywood, miss Hollywood, miss Hollywood
 Yea I would ride into the sunset if I could
 Ms. Hollywood, Ms. Hollywood, Ms. Hollywood
 So slow to fade...
 Check all the Hip across the street
 Taking turns unlocking doors to fame by proximity
 Golden dreams flow like water
 And the water always wins, for good or bad
 Once you let it in
 [chorus]
 Don't you cry on Oscar night
 Lifted off from Mother Earth
 To find her elusive smile
 You can't buy authentic vibe
 But you can checkout all the detours off the 405
 But you can stay if you believe
 But spinning gold is never easy
 When shooting stars are your dreams
 Up in the sky a star's just a star
 But funny thing, when looking up
 It seems to follow you wherever you are
 And I dream about her even though I never should
 Miss Hollywood, miss Hollywood, miss Hollywood
 Yea I would ride into the sunset if I could
 Ms. Hollywood, Ms. Hollywood, Ms. Hollywood
 And I dream about her even though I never should
 Miss Hollywood, miss Hollywood, miss Hollywood
 Yea I would ride into the sun like Clint Eastwood
 Ms. Hollywood, Ms. Hollywood, Ms. Hollywood
 So slow to fade... So slow to fade... So slow to fade...