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Hollywood Girl
(Oh, little girl)
(Here she comes)
See her twinkle
Hides the notion
Her smile sparkles
She's so precocious
Her favorite color
Deep Cabo tan
Look in her eyes
Behind those Ray-Bans
Oh, little girl, the crowd parts for you
Step from the cafe, we all want a view
You’re so celeb
You’re so special
Moon in the day
At night, celestial
Perfect for TV
Playing a dream
Shot a new movie
Living on a screen
Open your mouth
We stop to listen
Put on some gloss
Smeared lips glisten
Oh, little girl, the lights rain on you
Walk the red carpet, we all want a view
Before the camera
You’re so damn flirty
Looking cute fifteen
And hot faux-thirty.
To play a woman
Oh, that’s a chore
Or fancy lady
God, that’s a bore
Be what they want
Without a fight
Or yourself maybe
In some another life
Oh, little girl, rumors demand you to
Crawl out of the bedroom, we all want a view
(What’s she wearing? Is it really True? I've heard rumors.)
(Where are her parents? C-list at best. Who's her new boyfriend?)
(I can't believe it. She's a wannabe. Does anyone care about her. She's no star.)
A hit that missed
Oh, not to worry
A pilot cancelled
Must go, we’re sorry
You made your price
On private yachts
The kind of work
Girls do in Cannes
Rode a hard train
From Hollywood peak
Now all alone
Except in photo leaks
Yes, little girl, we moved on from you
Cry all you want, there’s nothing you can do
Yes, little girl, what you heard is true
Hello goodbye, there’s a new girl like you
(Oh, little girl)
(There she goes)
(Oh, little girl)
(What’s her name?)
2025 Alfred C. Martino
Registered with BMI
#HollywoodGirl #songlyrics #songs #lyrics #alfredcmartino
(Oh, little girl)
(Here she comes)
See her twinkle
Hides the notion
Her smile sparkles
She's so precocious
Her favorite color
Deep Cabo tan
Look in her eyes
Behind those Ray-Bans
Oh, little girl, the crowd parts for you
Step from the cafe, we all want a view
You’re so celeb
You’re so special
Moon in the day
At night, celestial
Perfect for TV
Playing a dream
Shot a new movie
Living on a screen
Open your mouth
We stop to listen
Put on some gloss
Smeared lips glisten
Oh, little girl, the lights rain on you
Walk the red carpet, we all want a view
Before the camera
You’re so damn flirty
Looking cute fifteen
And hot faux-thirty.
To play a woman
Oh, that’s a chore
Or fancy lady
God, that’s a bore
Be what they want
Without a fight
Or yourself maybe
In some another life
Oh, little girl, rumors demand you to
Crawl out of the bedroom, we all want a view
(What’s she wearing? Is it really True? I've heard rumors.)
(Where are her parents? C-list at best. Who's her new boyfriend?)
(I can't believe it. She's a wannabe. Does anyone care about her. She's no star.)
A hit that missed
Oh, not to worry
A pilot cancelled
Must go, we’re sorry
You made your price
On private yachts
The kind of work
Girls do in Cannes
Rode a hard train
From Hollywood peak
Now all alone
Except in photo leaks
Yes, little girl, we moved on from you
Cry all you want, there’s nothing you can do
Yes, little girl, what you heard is true
Hello goodbye, there’s a new girl like you
(Oh, little girl)
(There she goes)
(Oh, little girl)
(What’s her name?)
2025 Alfred C. Martino
Registered with BMI
#HollywoodGirl #songlyrics #songs #lyrics #alfredcmartino