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If all the world's a stage, |
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then you're my favorite actress. |
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If all of life's a game, |
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I sure could use the practice. |
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(exhale) |
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I wouldn't call this a love song... |
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You want me pounding on the church doors, |
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singing from a street light. |
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Oh it's the kind of love that doesn't exist anymore, |
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you want Hollywood, |
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and this is real life. |
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I want to kiss to you in the pouring rain, |
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I say I loved you from the first |
|
time I saw you. |
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It's a sure fire way to get you hard to break, |
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that's Hollywood, |
|
and this is real life. |
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You want Hollywood. |
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If all the world's a stage, |
|
then you're my favorite actress. |
|
If all of life's a game, |
|
I sure could use the practice. |
|
Oh, I wouldn't call this a love song. |
|
You want me pounding on the church doors, |
|
singing from a street light. |
|
Oh it's the kind of love that doesn't exist anymore, |
|
you want Hollywood, |
|
and this is real life. |
|
I want to kiss to you in the pouring rain, |
|
I say I loved you from the first |
|
time I saw you. |
|
It's a sure fire way to get you hard to break, |
|
that's Hollywood, |
|
and this is real life. |
|
You want Hollywood, |
|
and this is real life. |
|
[Instrumental Break] |
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You want me pounding on the church doors, |
|
singing from a street light. |
|
Oh it's the kind of love that doesn't exist anymore, |
|
you want Hollywood, |
|
and this is real life. |
|
I want to kiss to you in the pouring rain, |
|
I say I loved you from the first |
|
time I saw you. |
|
It's a sure fire way to get you hard to break, |
|
that's Hollywood, |
|
and this is real life. |
|
You want Hollywood, |
|
and this is real life. |
