Hollywood is such a dream,
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And when you're only seventeen, it's wonderful,
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A movie man said she could be a star,
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A beauty queen, or a cover girl,
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She believes and packs up her things,
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And the wall of silence begins;
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Every night was party night,
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She was everyone's delight, he let her stay,
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And when he'd had enough, he threw her out,
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And she found work in a small cafe,
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When she called they put her on hold,
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And the wall of silence grows; Give me a break,
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Give me a break,
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This is Hollywood,
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Open the door,
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Open the door,
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What am I going to do,
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When the money runs out,
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And there isn't any doubt,
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That I'll have nowhere to go. Hollywood is just a dream,
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But when you're only seventeen, it's magical,
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She went home to hide away,
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She wore her sadness like a veil, and closed the door,
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Till the day she smiles and recalls,
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And the wall of silence falls...
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Wall Of Silence
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| Chris De Burgh |
