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Queen Of Hollywood
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by The Corrs
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She drove a long way through the night
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From an urban neighborhood
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She left her mother in a fight
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For a dream misunderstood
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And her friends they talk on corners
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They could never comprehend
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But there was always something different
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In the way she held a stare
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And the pictures that she painted
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Were of glamor and of flair
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And her boyfriend through he loved her
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Knew he couldn't quite fulfill
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He could never meet her there
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[Chorus]
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She's never gonna be like the one before
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She read it in her stars that there's something more
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No matter what it takes, no matter how she breaks
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She'll be the Queen of Hollywood
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And the cynics they will wonder
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What's the difference with this dream
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And the dreams of countless others
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All believing in TV
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They see their hand prints in a sidewalk
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Flashing cameras on the scene
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And a shining limousine
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[Chorus]
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She's never gonna be like the one before
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She read it in her stars that there's something more
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No matter what it takes, no matter how she breaks
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She'll be the Queen of Hollywood
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She's believing in a dream
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It's a loaded fantasy
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Now her mother collects cut-outs
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And the pictures make her smile
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But if she saw behind the curtains
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It could only make her cry
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She's got hand prints on her body
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Sad moonbeams in her eyes
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Not so innocent a child
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[Chorus]
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She's never gonna be like the one before
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She read it in her stars that there's something more
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No matter what it takes, no matter how she breaks
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She'll be the Queen of Hollywood
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Queen Of Hollywood
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| The Corrs |
