You only see what your eyes want to see How can life be what you want it to be You're frozen when your heart's not open You're so consumed with how much you get You waste your time with hate and regret You're frozen when your heart's not open Do I have to change my name? Will it get me far? Should I lose some weight? Am I gonna be a star? I tried to be a boy, I tried to be a girl I tried to be a mess, I tried to be the best I guess I did it wrong, That's why I wrote this song This type of modem life - Is it for me? This type of modem life - Is it for free? American life (American life) I live the American dream (American dream) You are the best thing I've seen You are not just a dream (American life) Last night I dreamt of San Pedro Just like I'd never gone, I knew the song A young girl with eyes like the desert It all seems like yesterday, not far away Tropical the island breeze All of nature wild and free This is where I long to be La isla bonita And when the samba played The sun would set so high Ring through my ears and sting my eyes Your Spanish lullaby Everybody comes to Hollywood They wanna make it in the neighborhood They like the smell of it in Hollywood How could it hurt you when it looks so good Chorus: Shine your light now This time it's got to be good You get it right now, yea 'Cause you're in Hollywood Hey Mister D.J. Put a record on I wanna dance with my baby And when the music starts I never wanna stop It's gonna drive me crazy Music Music makes the people come together (Never gonna stop) Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebel (Never gonna stop) Every little thing that you say or do I'm hung up I'm hung up on you Waiting for your call Baby night and day I'm fed up I'm tired of waiting on you
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