Shootin' Stars. Gilded Age
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Yeah just spoll your dreams to me
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And we just hide away
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You can stay if you believe
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Just a leap of faith
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Across a busy Boulevard of Broken Dreams
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And I dream about her even though I never should...
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Miss Hollywood, miss Hollywood, miss hollywood
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Yeah I would ride into the sunset if I could
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Ms. Hollywood, Ms. Hollywood, Ms. Hollywood
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So slow to fade...
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Check all the Hip across the street
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Taking turns unlocking doors to fame by prozimity
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Golden dreams flow like water
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and the water always wins, for good or bad
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Once you let it in
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[Chorus]
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Don't cry on Oscar night
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Lifted off from Mother Earth
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To find her elusive smile
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You can't buy authentic vibe
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But you can checkout all the detours off the 405
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But you can stay if you believe
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But spinning gold is never easy
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When shooting stars are your dreams
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Up in the sku a star's just a star
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But funny thing, when looking up
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It seems to follow you wherever you are
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And I dream about her even though I never should
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Miss Hollywood, miss Hollywood, miss Hollywood
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Yeah I could ride into the sunset if I could
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Ms. Hollywood, Ms. Hollywood, Ms. Hollywood
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And I dream about her even though I never should
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Miss Hollywood, miss Hollywood, miss Hollywood
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Yeah I would ride into the sun like Clint Eastwood
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Ms. Hollywood, Ms. Hollywood, Ms. Hollywood
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So slow to fade... So slow to fade... So slow to fade...
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Miss Hollywood
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Carbon Leaf |