Текст (слова) песни: Eagles - The King Of Hollywood
Well he sits up there on his leatherette And looks through pictures of the ones that he hasn`t had yet When he thinks he wants a closer look He gets out his little black telephone book (He`s calling) (He`s calling) (He`s calling) (He`s calling)
Come sit down here beside me honey Let`s have a little heart to heart Now look at me and tell me darlin` How badly do you want this part? Are you willing to sacrifice And are you willing to be real nice All that talent and my good taste I`d hate to see it go to waste
We gon` get you an apartment, honey We gon` get you a car Yeah, we gon` take care of you, darlin` We gon` make you a movie star For years I`ve seen `em come and go He says, "I`ve had `em all, ya know" I handled everything in my own way I made `em what they are today
After `while, nothing was pretty After `while, everything got lost Still, his jacuzzi runneth over Still, he just couldn`t get off He`s just another power junky Just another silk-scarf monkey You`d know it if you saw his stuff The man just isn`t big enough
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