Lyrics

i could try a million ways to let you know i'm not afraid to try i could die a million deaths i'd do it all would only make you sigh i could keep pretending i'm your lover but we're running out of time i could try a million ways to let you know but you're doing fine neon dollar signs as long as the phone keeps on ringing the fat bottomed girls keep on singing bet you're having a ball while you're dreaming 'bout hollywood out up on the hills i lost a friend a mine it wasn't long ago i could try a million ways i'd do it all but i'm letting go it's not that i don't like to see you suffer but i'm running out of time out up on the hills i lost a friend of mine but i'm doing fine neon dollar signs as long as the phone keeps on ringing the fat bottomed girls keep on singing bet you're having a ball while you're dreaming 'bout Hollywood as long as the phone keeps on ringing the fat bottomed girls keep on singing bet you're having a ball while you're dreaming 'bout Hollywood Hollywood Hollywood Hollywood Hollywood bet you're having a ball Hollywood as long as the phone keeps on ringing the fat bottomed girls keep on singing bet you're having a ball while you're dreaming 'bout Hollywood Hollywood Hollywood as long as the phone keeps on ringing the fat bottomed girls keep on singing bet you're having a ball while you're dreaming 'bout Hollywood as long as the phone keeps on ringing the fat bottomed girls keep on singing bet you're having a ball while you're dreaming 'bout Hollywood Hollywood Hollywood
Writer(s): Simon Gitsels, Wouter Hamel, Tim Van Berkenstijn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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