Hollywood

Morning cup of coffee
Not a single word
And if you do, say something
It’s only about war
Every time I ask you
You just say we’re good
Either I’m a fool for asking
Or you belong in Hollywood
Five o’clock martinis
Watch the sun go down
(Sun go down)
Eyes in crystal glasses
That’s the only sense
I say you, let’s get away
You just smile and say we should
Well either I’m a fool for asking
Or you belong in Hollywood
Like a silver screen
It’s a technical dream
We pretend it’s real
But it’s only make-believe
Lying in our bed
In the middle of back to
We say, goodnight, I love you
We never miss our cue
I ask you, if you mean it
(You mean it)
You say, yes, I knew you
Well either I’m a fool for asking
Or you belong in Hollywood
Either I’m a fool for asking
Or you belong in Hollywood