I live in Hollywood
Right beneath the stars
I walk around, they drive
Incredibly long, black cars
I think that they could learn
A thing or two from me
While money is buying your house
It's selling your sanity, yeah
They take love for granted
Say it grows on trees
The only thing I've ever seen
On a tree was leaves
I got a girl
She keeps my feet on the ground
I concentrate on her
Don't need to shop around, no
So sweet, yeah, she tastes like honey
Right down to her feet (her feet)
Who could ask for more?
Girl is sweeter than a candy store
I go to work
I work hard all day
She works as hard as me
'Cause we got bills to pay
We share a roof
And we share a bed
But unlike the rich, we share
What's in each others' head
So sweet, yeah, she tastes like honey
Oh, right down to her feet (her feet)
Who could ask for more?
Girl is sweeter than a candy store
So sweet, yeah, she tastes like honey, yeah
Oh, oh, right down to her feet (her feet)
Who could ask for more?
Girl is sweeter than a candy store
I live in Hollywood
Right beneath the stars
So far, it's pretty good
It's pretty good so far, yeah
So far, so good
So far, so good
So far, so good
Hollywood (So Far, So Good) was written by Jani Lane.
Hollywood (So Far, So Good) was produced by Michael Wagener.