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The sandy-haired son of Hollywood |
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Lost his faith in all that's good |
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Closed the curtain, unplugged the clock |
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Hung his clothes on the shower rod |
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But he never got undressed |
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And no, he never made a mess |
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It's funny how life turns out |
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The odds of faith in the face of doubt |
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Camera One closes in |
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The soundtrack starts, the scene begins |
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You're playing you now |
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You're playing you now |
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You're playing you now |
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You're playing you now |
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You're playing you now |
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Take a bow, take a bow |
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The trophy wife from Palisades |
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Whose yearbook beauty never fades |
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Sits and watches the sea fold in |
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And wonders what might have been |
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If she could ever have the chance |
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Would she do it all again? |
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It's funny how life turns out |
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The odds of faith in the face of doubt |
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Camera One closes in |
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The soundtrack starts, the scene begins |
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You're playing you now |
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You're playing you now |
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You're playing you now |
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You're playing you now |
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You're playing you now |
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Take a bow, take a bow |
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On the corner by his streets |
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He sits in his lawn chair in the heat |
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Sightseers see what they want |
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He's selling star-maps to the sun |
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The sandy-haired son of Hollywood |
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Lost his faith in all that's good |
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Closed the curtain, unplugged the clock |
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Hung his clothes on the shower rod |
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But he didn't get undressed |
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And no, he didn't seem depressed |
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It's funny how life turns out |
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The odds of faith in the face of doubt |
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Camera One closes in |
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The soundtrack starts, the scene begins |
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You're playing you now |
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You're playing you now |
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You're playing you now |
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You're playing you now |
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You're playing you now |
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You're playing you now |
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You're playing you now |
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Take a bow, take a bow |
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Take a bow, take a bow |
