This is a story about a girl named Lucky...



Early morning, she wakes up

Knock, knock, knock on the door

It's time for makeup, perfect smile

It's you they're all waiting for

They go...

"Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl?"

And they say...



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She's so lucky, she's a star

But she cry, cry, cries in her

lonely heart, thinking

If there's nothing missing in my life

Then why do these tears come at night?



Lost in an image, in a dream

But there's no one there to wake her up

And the world is spinning, and

she keeps on winning

But tell me what happens when it stops?

They go...

"Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl?"

And they say...



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"Best actress, and the winner is...Lucky!'

"I'm Roger Johnson for Pop News standing outside

the arena waiting for Lucky!"

"Oh, my God...here she comes!"



Isn't she lucky, this Hollywood girl?

She is so lucky, but why does she cry?

If there is nothing missing in her life

Why do tears come at night?



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