My Next Stop is Hollywood

He's as cool as a white man can be
That's what everyone says about me
In my shades and my fake leather coat
Always quick with a quip or a quote

But that night when you told me goodbye
It was all I could do not to cry
Your tongue, like the mist in the air
And I acted like I didn't care

My next stop is Hollywood
My next stop is Hollywood
My next stop is Hollywood
Or maybe old Broadway

You won't hear any Freudian slips
Or apologies pass through these lips
And you probably won't be surprised
That not a tear ever fell from these eyes

But that evening as you drove away
I pretended that I was OK
I went inside and I ate your dessert
And I acted like I wasn't hurt

My next stop is Hollywood
There I am really good
My next stop is Hollywood
Or maybe old Broadway

So it's over now if you insist
Maybe some good will come out of this
The performances I gave to you
Just might win me a Tony or two

But that night when you told me goodbye
It was all I could do not to cry
Your tongue, like the mist in the air
And I acted like I didn't care

My next stop is Hollywood
My next stop is Hollywood
My next stop is Hollywood
Or maybe old Broadway

My next stop is Hollywood
Or maybe old Broadway

Broadway
Old Broadway
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