Dreams vs Reality
At a young age I was intrigued by the sound
I was obsessed with the attention of a crowd
I was a singer, not a very popular one
I spent my time chasing the sun
I decided to be the perfect wife
Trophy wife with an opulent life
Summertime white wine callin’ up the kids at dinner time
(I wanna be on Rodeo Drive)
I wasn’t happy, deeply depressed
In the back of mind the dreams I pressed
I wanna be a musician
For the people to listen
And for my my long hair to glisten
In the bright flashes of the cameras
I coulda gone to Hollywood
I say it all the time
I shoulda gone to Hollywood in my youth and prime
I’d sit on the west coast, sip a cola lime
With you, with you, with you
(That’s all I wanna do)
My mind’s in a depression
My life’s in a recession
Can’t afford to fulfill my obsessions
So I drive, wind in my hair
With a destination of nowhere
Red lipstick on, I’m running away
To the city of angels
Far far away (will you come with me?)
Thank you God, I’m alive again
Thank you God, I’ve got my life to live
Thank you God, I’m alive again
Thank you God, I’ve got my life to live in Hollywood
I’m finally in Hollywood, on Rodeo Drive
Gonna be a star, I can see the H of the Hollywood sign
Maybe get into trouble, commit a crime
With you, with you, with you (that’s all I wanna do)
