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Lyricist: Juliette Lewis
Lyrics:
Come on watch the models Putting on their makeup You could smell it from a mile away its destruction and corrupt Lets go to Hollywood March down that Sunset Strip Burn our dreams in a single night till the fright light comes in You can never be too sure who youre gonna end up next to Its a Fantasy bar with Cuban cigars smoke so thick yeah Then you wanna break up the dance floor Where you watch the people come and go Its a dreamland so finish it off Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh (x2) Lets catch the pretension up on the west side inside the velvet ropes where the pretty people hide Or maybe you like the downtown scene walk past the dirty windows and preen Were living the dream so get it all You can never be too sure who youre gonna end up next to Its a Fantasy bar with Cuban cigars smoke so thick yeah And you wanna break up the dance floor Where you watch the people come and go Its a dreamland so finish it off Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh (x2) You can sell a blind man the idea of lust in a smoked out room just above that Neon sign that glows fantasy bar just behind the mirage Isnt this what were all aching for the taste of sugar on the dance floor so finish it off More more more yeah Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh (x4) MetroLyrics
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