Holly lives in an apartment in SoCal,
She was drawn to this artistic corral
By all of the images, all that they promised seemed great.
Soon she found out that the people who guarded
All the gates were so cold-hearted.
Their frigidness translated as dollar signs rushing through their veins.
And dear Holly proclaims:
Chorus:
Everyone wants to say something smart about L.A.
And the cultural abnormalities that lay
Out on the hills, they forcefully spill
Covering the globe.
Picture a girl, mad at the world that dressed up plastic like a pearl,
Everyone knows, still they pose when the red light glows,
Holly Won't
Holly won't be pounding pavement for screentime,
She won't chat with the stars over white wine
Spritzers while waiting for their drivers to pull up to the curb.
And Holly won't be hunting Hollywood actors.
She sidesteps all the socialite raptors
That sprint from their age which is nipping and tucking at their heels.
And she certainly feels like
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