Letras

You've been, been, been Hollywood
To make it
You'll never get it
Now I'm so sick and tired of everyone
Telling you what you want
I could never keep track of who's gonna come
When you start waving your magic wand
And you seem to forget everything that you said
Before you had it written for you
There's too much going on that you need to belong to
It's the only thing you know how to do
I'm not telling you again what you need
It's just a slap around
To make everything stop and kill the fall
When you come back down
I'm not everything you want
I'm just a tease
Maybe a matter of touch
You could tell me what you want
I'll give it to you
Maybe you think too much
Because you're Hollywood
You never should
We'll never talk anymore
With your high heels on
You kill the sun
I'm not your friend anymore
You've been, been Hollywood
To make it
You'll never get it
I'm not telling you again what you need
It's just a slap around
To make everything stop and cure the fall
When you come back down
I'm not everything you want
I'm just a tease
Maybe a matter of touch
You could tell me what you want
I'll give it to you
Maybe you think too much
Because you're Hollywood
You never should
We'll never talk anymore
But with your high heels on
You kill the sun
I'm not your friend anymore
I'm not your friend anymore
I'm not your friend anymore
I'm not your friend anymore
I'm not your friend anymore
Hollywood
To make it
Get it
Don't stop, let your body rock
Don't stop, let your body rock, say what
Don't stop, let your body rock
I like it, I like it
Written by: André Allen Anjos, Chris Glover
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