Baby got into her car Drove all the way to New York City Um Hummmm
She played her guitar there They made her a star in New York City Um Hummmm
She went to Paris, France That's where she got the chance To be a movie star
I got a post card from Rome Then she was headin' home To America A superstar She'd come so far
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Well, it wasn't very long Till she was back out on That old freeway Um Hummmm
She drove across the mountains The prairies, the deserts Of the U.S.A. Um Hummmm
Hollywood gave her a call She went and lived it all On the silver screen
Sometimes she laughed and she cried She kept it all inside For the magazines
The silver screen The Hollywood dream
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She lives in an ivory tower A tower built by fame Um Hummmm
She's got the wealth and power But she hasn't got a man Um Hummmm
No matter how hard she tried She was so empty inside So lonely
She hung her head and she cried Was it the love she denied Never satisfied Deep inside She said goodbye
She paid the price for her fame Everyone knows her name America A superstar She'd come so far
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