Born Helena Jane
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With a restless soul
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She moved west to California
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Became a Center-fold
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But once you change your name
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Well the peices fall
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Now she hardly recognizes
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Herself at all
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And there's never any rain, when you want it
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A hollow little game, and you've won it
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Looking for a thrill, but you've done it all
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So long, put your blue jeans back on girl
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Go Home
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Remember, Hollywood's Not America
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So long, put your blue jeans back on girl
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Go Home
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Remember, Hollywood's Not America
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O yea
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And everybody heres, from somewhere else
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You could make a million dollars, but you might lose yourself
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And you can take the heat will your heart go cold
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They say acting¡¯s just pretending, even that gets old
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And there¡¯s never any rain, when you want it
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A hollow little game, and you¡¯ve won it
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Looking for a thrill but you¡¯ve done it all
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So long, put your blue jeans back on girl
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Go home
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Remember Hollywood¡¯s not America
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So long put your blue jeans back on girl
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Go home
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Remember Hollywood¡¯s not America
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And I know what to do when
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I know that you
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You can be anything you want to be
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So long, put your blue jeans back on girl
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Go home
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Remember Hollywood¡¯s not America
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So long put your blue jeans back on girl
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Go home
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Remember Hollywood¡¯s not America
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Hollywood¡¯s not America
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It¡¯s not America
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Hollywood's Not America
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