(Steve Miller and Byron Allred)
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Baby got into her car
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Drove all the way to New York City
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Um Hummmm
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She played her guitar there
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They made her a star in New York City
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Um Hummmm
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She went to Paris, France
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That's where she got the chance
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To be a movie star
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I got a post card from Rome
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Then she was headin' home
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To America
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A superstar
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She'd come so far
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Dit dit die o
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Dit dit die o
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Dit dit die o
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Dit dit die o
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Well, it wasn't very long
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Till she was back out on
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That old freeway
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Um Hummmm
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She drove across the mountains
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The prairies, the deserts
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Of the U.S.A.
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Um Hummmm
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Hollywood gave her a call
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She went and lived it all
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On the silver screen
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Sometimes she laughed and she cried
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She kept it all inside
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For the magazines
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The silver screen
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The Hollywood dream
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Dit dit die o
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Dit dit die o
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Dit dit die o
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Dit dit die o
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She lives in an ivory tower
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A tower built by fame
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Um Hummmm
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She's got the wealth and power
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But she hasn't got a man
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Um Hummmm
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No matter how hard she tried
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She was so empty inside
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So lonely
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She hung her head and she cried
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Was it the love she denied
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Never satisfied
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Deep inside
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She said goodbye
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She paid the price for her fame
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Everyone knows her name
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America
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A superstar
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She'd come so far
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Dit dit die o
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Dit dit die o
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Dit dit die o
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Dit dit die o
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Dit dit die o
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Dit dit die o
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The Hollywood Dream
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| The Steve Miller Band |
