This is a story about a girl named LuckyЎ
Early morning, she wakes up
Knock, knock, knock on the door
It's time for makeup, perfect smile
It's you they're all waiting for
They goЎ
";Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl?";
And they sayЎ
Chorus
She's so lucky, she's a star
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking
If there's nothing missing in my life
Then why do these tears come at night
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Lost in an image, in a dream
But there's no one there to wake her up
And the world is spinning, and she keeps on winning
But tell me what happens when it stops?
They goЎ
";Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl?";
And they sayЎ
Chorus
";Best actress, and the winner isЎLucky!";
";I'm Roger Johnson for Pop News standing outside the arena waiting for Lucky";
";Oh my godЎhere she comes!";
Isn't she lucky, this Hollywood girl?