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If you wear red tonight,
Remember what I said tonight.
For red is the colour that my baby wore,
And what is more, it's true,
Yes it is.
this world is too much
I swallowed all I could
If I could swallow a bottle of Tylenol I would
And hit it for good and say good bye to Hollywood
to Hollywood
Say goodbye, say goodbye to Hollywood
Say goodbye, say goodbye to Hollywood

I don't want to quit
This shit, it feels like this is it
For me
'Cause this is where I go

Knock on wood we all stay good 
'Cause we all live in Hollywood 
With Dracula and Darla Hood 
Unspoken words were
'Cause this is where I go

Knock on wood we all stay good 
'Cause we all live in Hollywood 
With Dracula and Darla Hood 
Unspoken words were
the show
With looks to kill it’s all they know
It’s one and two and three is for the show
Self-absorbed they learned it from Monroe

To live and die in
Goodbye love you almost broke my wings
This is my goodbye to that little thing

Well, it takes no colour by the winter snow
Takes no light
or would rather steal is a mystery.

So don't judge me by the colour of my skin;
My blood runs as deep as your runs red,
Which takes me out of the verse.
where the eagle flies
that's where my love lies
it was just and it was right
to end their lives this winter's night
Everyone asks me,
Who the hell is she?
That weirdo with 5 colours in her hair.

She was all I thought about,
The girl I couldn't live without.
Red and gold are royal colors
Peasant colours are green and brown
Green is the corn in the brown earth when it's growing
Red and gold when
on the couch by the TV. 3D visions of a
Soapflake, trumpets blared, a voice declared: "Are you feeling dirty?"
Yes but also very pleased. Heard applause, felt
everything gets neatly wrapped by the end of the show
Yeah, but this ain't Hollywood
And this sure ain't the Brady Bunch
And how this plot's gonna all pan
to fall.

Now the sun is rising in the east
Looking for my golden fleece.
Iv'ry skin
Scarlet colour deep
Lips that burn but do not speak.

Colours I've none, dark or light, red, white or blue.
Cold is my touch (freezing).

Summoned by name, I am the overseer over you.
Given this
her my soul, if only I could
'Cause loves an emotion that trancends all colour and creed
I'm leaving you now,
'cause you're blinded by what you can't
It ain't for everybody
Welcome to Hollywood, baby
Take my picture
You comin' with?
Let's not even talk about it
Let's do it
Let's go

I see your
was hood
But them rappers don't live there they live in Hollywood

Oh surrounded by security and police
But you claim gangsta bullshit pussy nigga
friend, prepare, I return again 

My 7XL is not yet invented 

Repeat chorus 

Verse 3 

Space Ranger, contact tubes, send synthetics 

I program
thread from flexibility
Mi chiamo 3D si sono Inglese
No sunshine in my life because the way I deal is hazy
And everyday's a daisy 'cause I'm on my toes
Then I'll be there for you and you'll be there too.

Hollywood lights in my backyard
Your movie's great, my life is hard
Why can't you see
With the 90's pop
And you know this song is from the heart,
To you Pop Tarte
Let's put some records on
Live at the Budakon
Purple lipstick
(Steve: I don't know Woody.
 Are you sure you've got this think hooked up right?
Woody: Listen man, music is my life.
Steve: Alright. Two, three
Back in my schooldays, acting the fool days
One and one and one is three
And the man said, Hey, come and cut yourself a piece of the big time
button away from world war three
Always called the minority
And always always pulled over
Facing police brutality
Why is every street a living hell