[ Featuring The Runaways, Marie Currie ]
(K. Fowley/Steven T.)
Good mornin' sunshine feels like Hollywood
Got lipstick traces of famous Hollywood
And in my school I'm like the legend of Hollywood
Mama says I'm much too good for the neighborhood
Hollywood wish I could
They say I'm too young to dream
But I see your treasures in my magazines
Hollywood wish I could
Good evening moonlight feels like Hollywood
Got the kinda face that would be loved in Hollywood
On my television I get news from Hollywood
Daddy says I'm much too good for the neighborhood
Hollywood wish I could
They say I'm too young to dream
But I see your treasures in my magazines
Hollywood wish I could
Don't want the heartbreak and the pain
Nor the fortune and the fame
All my friends are still in school
The ones I've lost say I'm a fool
Yes, I'm a fool, I'm a fool
Hollywood wish I could
They say I'm too young to dream
But I see your treasures in my magazines
Hollywood wish I could
Hollywood wish I could
They say I'm too young to dream
But I see your treasures in my magazines
Hollywood wish I could
Hollywood I wish I could
They say I'm too young to dream
But I see your treasures in my magazines
Hollywood wish I could
