What did he see in me
What's my attraction
Could that face make a million men adore me
And make a hundred camera mean explore me
Is that the girl I see there right before me
I wanna be that girl in the mirror there
I wanna be that girl with gorgeous hair
Up on a silver screen most everywhere
In the world
I want to go to Hollywood
Talkies I mean the pictures
I wanna have a hot time every night
Go out and raise a little fahrenheit
Knock every duke and count
And baron right off his feet
I'll be that girl that's understood oh
I want to go to Hollywood
I wanna sing the blues
I wanna wear nice shoes
And drink illegal booze
In every late night spot
For Le Jazz Hot
I want a breakfast
Lunch and dinner there
If I'm a big box office winner there
I'll be the most well
Known Berliner there ever was
I want to go to Hollywood
So I can get far away from
Fredrichstrasse
My cold water flat
The sofa that
I sleep on behind the screen
The noisy lodger in the next room
My broken hand mirror
My broken coffee pot
If things get broken
They stay broken
In Fredrichstrasse
The worn out bristles on your hairbrush
The pennies needed
For the heat every hour
And when you get sick
You stay sick
In Fredrichstrasse
Where you live with little soap
And with hardly any hope
I wanna be that girl in the mirror there
I wanna be that girl with gorgeous hair
Up on a silver screen most everywhere
In the world
I want to go to Holly
I want to go
I want to go
I want to go
I want to go
I want to go
I have to go
I have to go
I have to go
I have to go
I have to go
I swear that girl in the mirror
That girl in the mirror
Is going to go to Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood
