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Just a little bit west of old Pasadena |
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Is the place I go, I call it home for me |
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Call it what you will, Tinseltown for real |
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It's the open edge where the debutantes run free |
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Hollywood, California, Rocktown USA |
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Cruising down the stirp is where I'll be |
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At the Rainbow bar and grill |
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I'll drink till I get my fill |
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The home of the movie stars is where you'll find me |
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Gimme gimme home on Sunset |
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Desolation Boulevard I ride |
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Gimme gimme home on Sunset |
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It's paradise on the fault line tonight |
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Everybody's lost in the land of Disney |
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Ecstasy and Sister Misery |
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Save your soul boy, but not to the stars |
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Ha ha ha |
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It's the land of the twenty four hour party |
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And my fist firmly wrapped around a fifth of Bacardi |
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On the Sunset Strip's where the orphans play tonight |
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So if you wanna get really rude |
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Just come on down and we'll get crude |
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Cause there ain't no place like here |
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Baby I mean nowhere |
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Cause in here's the land of sun and sin |
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All the freaks here gonna let you in |
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The shooting stars and the poseurs are gonna be there |
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Gimme gimme home on Sunset |
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Desolation Boulevard I ride |
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Gimme gimme home on Sunset |
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It's paradise on the fault line tonight |
