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Wishful Thinkin’

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 16.07.2012

Came to Hollywood
Gonna be a movie star
She got off the bus
But she didn't get far
Now she can act as good as Meryl Streep
Dreams of stardom when she sleeps
The casting couch just makes her scream
Wasn't like this in her dream

[Chorus]
Wishful thinking
Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me good!
Wishful thinking yeah yeah
Let's go

Came to Hollywood
Gonna be a big rock star
He can play a million riffs on this here guitar
Now he works two jobs, can't get a break
Takes little white pills to stay awake
No record deals just make him scream
It wasn't like this in his dream

[Chorus]

(come on Bobby)
(Yeah, I like that)

Hollywood
Superstars
Rock n' roll Denny's
Topless bars
Do a porno movie, make some extra cash
But you spend it all too fast
Hollywood just make you scream
It wasn't like this in your dream

[Chorus]

Dream, wishful thinking
Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me good
Wishful thinking yeah yeah
Let's go


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