She stood there bright as the sun on that California coast.
He was a Midwestern boy on his own.
She looked at him with those soft eyes, so innocent and blue.
He knew right then he was too far from home.
He was too far from home.
She took his hand and she led him along that golden beach.
They watched the waves tumble over the sand.
They drove for miles and miles up those twisting turning roads.
Higher and higher and higher they climbed.
And those Hollywood nights
In those Hollywood hills,
She was looking so right
In her diamonds and frills.
All those big city nights
In those high rolling hills
Above all the lights,
She had all of the skills.
He'd headed west 'cause he felt that a change would do him good.
See some old friends, good for the soul.
She had been born with a face that would let her get her way.
He saw that face and he lost all control.
He had lost all control.
Night after night, and day after day, it went on and on.
Then came that morning he woke up alone.
He spent all night staring down at the lights of L.A.
Wondering if he could ever go home.
And those Hollywood nights
In those Hollywood hills,
It was looking so right,
It was giving him chills.
In those big city nights
In those high rolling hills,
Above all the lights
With a passion that kills.
In those Hollywood nights
In those Hollywood hills,
She was looking so right
In her diamonds and frills.
All those big city lights
In those high rolling hills
Above all the lights,
She had all of the skills.
Repeat and fade
Hollywood nights,
Hollywood hills,
Above all the lights,
Hollywood nights. |