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