Alfred C. Martino: Singer/Songwriter/Novelist
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      • We'll Fly Together
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      • Partial To Roses
      • Kiss Like A Whisper
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      • Darla Jean Fontaine
      • Wake No More
      • Dashboard Blue
      • You Used To Be Mine
      • Forgotten Man's Manifesto
      • Camille
      • Jesus In the Sun
      • Curse At The Sky
      • Hollywood Girl
      • What’s It Like (To Be In Love)?
      • A Rainbow Ain't Nothin' But Colored Light
      • Keep Breathing
    • Instrumental Versions >
      • A Rainbow Ain't Nothin' But Colored Light (Instrumental Version)
      • Camille (Instrumental Version)
      • Celestial Crossing (Instrumental)
      • Darla Jean Fontaine (Instrumental Version)
      • Dashboard Blue (Instrumental Version)
      • Hitman (Instrumental Version)
      • Hollywood Girl (Instrumental Version)
      • Jesus In the Sun (Instrumental Version))
      • Keep Breathing (Instrumental Version)
      • Kiss Like A Whisper (Instrumental Version)
      • My Die-For Girl (Instrumental Version)
      • Partial To Roses (Instrumental Version)
      • Wake No More (Instrumental Version)
      • We'll Fly Together (Instrumental Version)
      • What’s It Like To Be In Love? (Instrumental Version)
      • You're Like A Permanent Flu
      • You Used To be Mine (Instrumental Version)
    • Lyrics >
      • Die With My Boots On
      • The Day Ends Darkly
      • Manor Of My Mind
      • 'Til I Crumble Into Dust
      • Dolores Sang Farewell
      • I'm Your Babe, Not Your Baby
      • Calling My Name
      • Girl Warrior
  • Live Performances
  • Novels
    • Pinned
    • Over the End Line
    • Perfected by Girls
  • Short Stories
    • A Cowboy's Journey
    • A Day At The Beach
    • Breathing In Rio
    • Grad School Daydreams
    • I Have Never Been Murdered
    • Mother, Interrupter
    • Quiet Desperation
    • Requiem For An Athlete
    • The Athlete
    • The Day Ends Darkly, A Musical Tale From the American West
    • The Boy And Girl: A Parable
    • The Date
    • Waiting For A Friend
    • Where Am I?
  • Plays, Etc.
    • Plays >
      • Waiting For A Friend
    • Articles >
      • AVP Beach Volleyball Tournaments
      • CIF Girls Soccer State Final
      • El Segundo's Local Economy
      • El Segundo: Sportstown, USA
      • Jill Barad: CEO, Mattel
      • Mira Costa Football
      • Olympic Trials Runner
      • Pro Beach Volleyball Player Laurie Ruser
    • Essays & Letters >
      • Duke Magazine
      • Hoboken Progress
      • Library Journal
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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?)


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​Registered with BMI

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