Hollywood

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Somebody told me Hollywood was 
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slowly burning,
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So I went with my own eyes to see.
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And I landed in places where the 
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make-up on the faces
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Telling stories on color TV.
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But it's hard to believe you can 
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find, what you're looking for,
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Anymore.

Verse 2:
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Somebody told me not to spend it all
 on Sundays,
So I went with my own eyes to see,
That the doors'll stay open for 
praying and hopin',
Come and get your share,
If you have a care, oh no.
But it's hard to believe that you 
can find what you're looking for, 
anymore.

Chorus:
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And the way that I make is my own,
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But I know what I'm in for.
And it's hard to know how to get 
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home,
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But I know, what I'm in for.

Solo: Use verse chords

Verse 3:
I heard a lot of talk about a 
revolution,
So I went with my own eyes to see,
That I'm confused by the colors of 
such expensive clothes,
Pays for so many problems I see,
But it's hard to believe that you 
can find,
What you're looking for, oh no.