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Hollywood is such a dream, |
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And when you're only seventeen, it's wonderful, |
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A movie man said she could be a star, |
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A beauty queen, or a cover girl, |
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She believes and packs up her things, |
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And the wall of silence begins; |
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Every night was party night, |
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She was everyone's delight, he let her stay, |
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And when he'd had enough, he threw her out, |
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And she found work in a small cafe, |
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When she called they put her on hold, |
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And the wall of silence grows; |
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Give me a break, |
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Give me a break, |
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This is Hollywood, |
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Open the door, |
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Open the door, |
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What am I going to do, |
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When the money runs out, |
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And there isn't any doubt, |
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That I'll have nowhere to go. |
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Hollywood is just a dream, |
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But when you're only seventeen, it's magical, |
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She went home to hide away, |
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She wore her sadness like a veil, and closed the door, |
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Till the day she smiles and recalls, |
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And the wall of silence falls... |
