She stood there bright as the sun on that California coast
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He was a midwestern boy on his own
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She looked at him with those soft eyes,
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so innocent and blue
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He knew right then he was too far from home He was too far from home
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She took his hand and she led him along that golden beach
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They watched the waves tumble over the sand
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They drove for miles and miles
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up those twisting turning roads
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Higher and higher and higher they climbed
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And those Hollywood nights
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In those Hollywood hills
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She was looking so right
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In her diamonds and frills
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All those big city nights
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In those high rolling hills
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Above all the lights
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She had all of the skills
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He'd headed west 'cause he felt that a change
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would do him good
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See some old friends, good for the soul
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She had been born with a face that would her
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get her way
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He saw that face and he lost all control
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He had lost all control
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Night after night, day after day, it went on and on
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Then came that morning he woke up alone
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He spent all night staring down at the lights of LA
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Wondering if he could ever go home
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And those Hollywood nights
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In those Hollywood hills
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It was looking so right
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It was giving him chills
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In those big city nights
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In those high rolling hills
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Above all the lights
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With a passion that kills
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In those Hollywood nights
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In those Hollywood hills
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She was looking so right
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In her diamonds and frills
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All those big city nights
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In those high rolling hills
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Above all the lights
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She had all of the skills
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Hollywood Nights
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Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band |