Hollywood by Michael Bublé

Could you be a teenage idol?
Could you be a movie star?
When I turn on my TV
Will you smile and wave at me
Telling Oprah who you are?
So you want to be a rock star
With blue-eyed bunnies in your bed?
Well, remember when you're rich
That you sold yourself for this
You'll be famous cause you're dead
So don't go higher for desire
Put in in your head
Baby, Hollywood is dead
You can find it in yourself
Now I don't want to take you dancing
(Oh) When you're dancing with the world
You can flush your caviar
And your million dollar car
I don't need that kind of girl
But could you be the next sensation?
(Oh) Will you set the latest style?
You don't need a catchy song
'Cause the kids'll sing along
When you sell it with a smile
So don't go higher for desire
Put it in your head
Baby, Hollywood is dead
You can find it in yourself
So don't fly higher for your fire
Put in your head
Baby, Hollywood is dead
You can find it in yourself
(Na na na na na na)
Keep it in your head
Hollywood is dead
Well, you can do the money tango
(Oh) You can start your little band
You can swing from vine to vine
While the cuties wait in line
With the money in their hands
But if you get to California
Save a piece of gold for me
And it's the only thing you'll save
But I'll bet you'll never wave
When I watch you on TV
So don't go higher for desire
Put it in your head
Baby, Hollywood is dead
You can find it in yourself
So don't fly higher for your fire
Put it in your head
Baby, Hollywood is dead
You can find it in yourself
Keep on loving what is true
And the world will come to you
You can find it in yourself
Love what is true
And the world will come to you
You can find it in yourself
(No no no no no...)
Keep it in your head
Hollywood is dead babe, babe...
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Get it in your head
Hollywood is dead
Hollywood is dead babe, babe...
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