Shootin' Stars. Gilded Age

Yeah just spoll 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

Yeah 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 prozimity

Golden dreams flow like water

and the water always wins, for good or bad

Once you let it in



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Don't 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 sku 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

Yeah I could 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

Yeah 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...