I'm getting drunk inside some barnWith a bottle I'm no starnEven though my friends might thinknThat one day I will be king of Hollywood boulevardnnMan, I'm just feeling' ooooh, so fine'nSanta Monica always shinesnEven though it doesn't seem so brightnI still don't know why I camenGotta find someone else to blame nnFeels so nicenI wonder if I can be a starnFor a whilenOoooh' my little soulnAlready feels so highnI'm losing it allnnI'm getting tired of all this famenI don't belong to this gamenSo, I'm packing up my thingsnMove away from all my dreamsnGotta leave LA behind nnMan, if only I could be like themnSex and drugs don't seem to have an endnEasy girls and sleazy friendsnThey don't know with whom they camenOnly got themselves to blame nn(Come on man, do it!nDo it, are you crazy!?nGomo, you really wanna get inside, can't be always thinking about the money.n(Money money money money)nYeah, but I have to think about it, it's 300 dollars!nYeah, I know, but it's the best place in Hollywood, and we can get in, so..nOkay.nYeah?nYeah.nWhoohoo!)nnFeels so nicenI wonder if I can be a starnFor a whilenOoooh' my little soulnAlready feels so highnI'm losing it allnnEverybody's gonna love me somedaynEverybody's gonna buy my recordsnWent searching for a little affectionnI was only trying to make a connection nEverybody's gonna love me somedaynEverybody's gonna buy my recordsnI was looking in the wrong directionnI went home with a little infection nnOooh, I got lost this timenGotta drink some morenForget about this nightnEverybody's having funnI see no gunsnThis time, I'm ready to go home