The Ready Set - Hollywood Dream lyrics

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The Ready Set - Hollywood Dream lyrics

She's a hollywood dream Straight from an a list movie scene Living the camera life Oh she is the queen of Rodeo drive I am a midwest boy Straight from a small town with a voice Screaming I want her with me She could be the hills to my beverly She's a beautiful gleam of a social light A papparazi flash on a friday night Got me talking kinda fast like i'm on the fly I gotta get her here, oh-oh-oh-oh On the front of magazines the world over I'm looking at her pretty face at every turn I like the way she drives a range rover She's independant, oh-oh-oh-oh Cele-ele-ebrity, come and be with me (I'm singing) Cele-ele-ebrity, come and be with me 'Cuz I really think that you might like my style Take a break get away for a while Don't got a lot but I got a smile I'd like to show you She's a hollywood dream Straight from an a list movie scene Living the camera life Oh she is the queen of Rodeo drive I am a midwest boy Straight from a small town with a voice Screaming I want her with me She could be the hills to my beverly What do I gotta do to be her everything? What do I gotta do to make her notice me? Everybody knows her name But I wanna be worth more than fame I'm staring out, into a crowd, but I'm without, the one thing that I need right now So come be my good feeling Cele-ele-ebrity, come and be with me (im singing) Cele-ele-ebrity, come and be with me 'Cuz I'm thinking maybe there's a chance you'd like my style I think I'm what you haven't seen in quite a while Don't really know you, but I know you drive me wild Just take a chance now.. She's a hollywood dream Straight from an a list movie scene Living the camera life Oh she is the queen of Rodeo drive I am a midwest boy Straight from a small town with a voice Screaming I want her with me She could be the hills to my beverly I've got designer dreams She's got designer shades Cant look away from her magnetic gaze k**ing me slowly when Her lips are t-t-talking When I untie my tongue I swear I'll say Pretty girl, pretty girl Would you trade LA to come into my world? Couldn't ask, for nothing more City girl, tell me could you fall in love with a? I am a midwest boy Straight from a small town with a voice Screaming I want her with me She could be the hills to my beverly