Dream Girl

The story goes you didn't go to college
You went straight to Hollywood
Now the college kids are in line to see
Your sold out show at the Inglewood

Well, you broke the fourth when you smiled at the camera
Plead the fifth when the interviews came
You're the sixth degree of anyone who's anything
And all of L.A. knows your name

Dream girl
Dream girl
Dream girl
Dream girl, dream girl

You really got it going on
And all of the critics agree
Saying honey, won't you play my song?
Won't you go on tour with me?

He said he made you what you are
You were no one until he made you a star
A pair of eyes, a narrow view
He was lucky just to be in the room

With the dream girl
Dream girl
Dream girl
Dream girl, dream girl

Takes a level-headed deathwish, organized soft kiss
You can't miss the dream girl
Hang around, stay up late, paint the town a figure eight
Why do you love to hate the dream girl?

D-d-dream girl
Dream girl
Dream girl
Dream girl, dream girl
Dream girl
Dream girl
Dream girl
Dream girl, dream girl



Credits
Writer(s): Esther Rose King
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