Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Oh, oh... yeah, yeah, yeah!
She drove a long way through the night
from an urban neighbourhood.
She left her mother with a fight
for a dream misunderstood.
And her friends, they talk on corners.
They could never comprehend.
But there was always something different
in the way she held a stare.
And the pictures that she painted
were of glamour and of flair.
And her boyfriend, though he loved her,
knew he couldn't quite fulfil.
He could never meet her there.
She's never gonna be like the one before.
She read it in her stars that there's something more.
No matter what it takes, no matter how she breaks,
she'll be the Queen of Hollywood.
And the cynics they will wonder,
what's the difference with this dream?
And the dreams of countless others
all believing in TV.
They see their handprints in a sidewalk,
flashing cameras on the scene
and a shining limousine.
She's never gonna be like the one before.
She read it in her stars that there's something more.
No matter what it takes, no matter how she breaks,
she'll be the Queen of Hollywood.
Yeah, eh.
She's believing in a dream!
(Queen of Hollywood...)
It's a loaded fantasy, yeah yeah, yeah!
Now her mother collects cut-outs
and the pictures make her smile,
but if she saw behind the curtains
it could only make her cry.
She's got handprints on her body,
sad moonbeams in her eyes.
Not so innocent a child.
She's never gonna be like the one before.
She read it in her stars that there's something more.
No matter what it takes, no matter how she breaks,
she'll be the Queen of Hollywood.
(Queen of Hollywood...)
No, she's never gonna be like the one before.
She read it in her stars that there's something more.
No matter what it takes, and even though she breaks,
she'll be the Queen of Hollywood.
She's the Queen of Hollywood, yeah, yeah.
Queen of Hollywood.
And her friends still talk on corners.
Yeah, yeah... yeah, yeah, yeah!
She's the Queen of Hollywood.
Queen of Hollywood, yeah, yeah.