I live in Hollywood

Right beneath the stars

I walk around, they drive

Incredibly long black cars



I think that they could learn

A thing or two from me

While money is buying your house

It's selling your sanity



They take love for granted

Say it grows on trees

The only thing I've ever seen

On a tree was leaves



I got a girl

She keeps my feet on the ground

I concentrate on her

I don't need to shop around



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So sweet, tastes like honey

Right down to her feet

Who could ask for more

My girl is sweeter than a candy store



I go to work

I work hard all day

She works as hard as me

'Cause we got bills to pay



We share a roof

We share a bed

But unlike the rich we share

What's in eachothers' head



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I live in Hollywood

Right beneath the stars

So far it's prett good

Pretty good so far



So far so good

So far so good

So far so good

So far so good