nothing is going the way it should
I wish it would
be something good
something in the neighborhood
of untold fortune and fame
I'm sick and tired of all this drama
call my mama
an oxford comma
I would be the Dalai Lama
if it would make well known my name
I need exposure
I need my name up in lights
it's my composure
that gets me through the night
I say yes and no sir
I'm always so polite
but that's what it takes to get me through
Hollywood I'm on my way
and I'm heading for you
all I need is one little chance
I can do a dance
a brave romance
nothing left to circumstance
is what I hope to find
I could be a superstar
hang out in bars
and fancy cars
all this scuffling leaves a scar
but I pay it never mind
I need exposure
satisfy my every need
everything's kosher
I'm one of a tough breed
I'm moving closer
I'm at my chosen speed
but that's why I do
what I must do
Hollywood I'm on my way
and I'm heading for you
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