Mazy checks her cell phone

For the 32nd time

Slips into her Jimmy Choo's

Perfect pink three-quarter skirt

And lilac leather purse

She's a page from W

She grabs the only coat she owns

Sprays the room with French cologne

Just in case she don't come home alone


Well she's on stage tonight in Angel Town

Where how you look's what matters

Things are looking up so don't look down

And she should go home but she never will

She'll ride her broken wings until

She flies so high 

She shatters

She loves this town


Fat boy Roy's a would be king

With offices at Fox

He's sipping on his Veuve Cliquot

Sending drinks 

To movie stars and hoping that his date

He's hoping that she 

Likes the fat boy dinner show

He gives the maître d' a nod

They bring his food like he was god

But Roy just sits there knowing he's a fraud


Well he's on stage tonight in Angel Town

Where how you looks' what matters

Things are looking up so don't look down

And he should go home but he never will

He'll ride his broken wings until

He flies so high 

He shatters

I love this town


We're driving down from Heaven's Gate

And winding through the hills

Just can't wait to hit the streets

Tattooed Venus waits for us 

With all her neon thrills

And many more delicious treats

Well Norma Jean I think I see

How you lost yourself in fantasy

Just like Mazy, Fat Boy Roy and Me


We're on stage tonight in Angel Town

Where how you look's what matters

Things are looking up so don't look down

We should go home but we never will

We'll ride our broken wings until

We fly so high

We shatter

I love this town

I love this town

I love this town

I love this town

I love this town

I love this town