Words and music by gary stewart and wayne carson
Atlanta, georgia made her the ctoon queen.
L.a. bound she had visions of the silver screen.
But hollywood aint nothin but glamor and lights to a blue-eyed blonde with
Stars in her eyes.
Her days are long. lord, her nights are longer yet.
Tryin to find a part that will make her the queen of sex.
Shes realizin what its all about from too many nights upon the casting
Couch.
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Hollywood: parties and thrills.
The mansion in her mind is somewhere is beverly hills.
Shes been discovered too many times standing on the corner of hollywood and
Vince.
She makes her entrance now a days through the swingin doors.
She found her stage on a hardwood barroom floor.
But its not the bottom, just part of a long, hard fall.
Her biggest fans the man. tonight shell give her all.
The dream is dyin of her name on the marquee.
The folks back home wonder what happened ti their queen.
The mornin papers told it in black and white, calling it another hollywood
Suicide.
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