This is a story about a girl named Lucky… 
Early morning, she wakes up 
Knock, knock, knock on the door 
It`s time for makeup, perfect smile 
It`s you they`re all waiting for 
They go… 
"Isn`t she lovely, this Hollywood girl?" 
And they say… 
She`s so lucky, she`s a star 
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking 
If there`s nothing missing in my life 
Then why do these tears come at night 
Lost in an image, in a dream 
But there`s no one there to wake her up 
And the world is spinning, and she keeps on winning 
But tell me what happens when it stops? 
They go… 
"Isn`t she lovely, this Hollywood girl?" 
And they say… 
She`s so lucky, she`s a star 
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking 
If there`s nothing missing in my life 
Then why do these tears come at night 
"Best actress, and the winner is…Lucky!" 
"I`m Roger Johnson for Pop News standing outside the arena waiting for Lucky" 
"Oh my god…here she comes!" 
Isn`t she lucky, this Hollywood girl? 
She is so lucky, but why does she cry? 
If there`s nothing missing in her life 
Why do tears come at night? 
She`s so lucky, she`s a star 
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking 
If there`s nothing missing in my life 
Then why do these tears come at night