The Cranberries - Hollywood Lyrics
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Hollywood
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What Are The Lyrics For Hollywood By The Cranberries?
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
I've got a picture in my head, in my head, in my head It's me and you, we are in bed, we are in bed You'll always been there when I call, when I call You'll always been there most of all, all, all, all This is not Hollywood, like I understand Is not Hollywood, like, like, like This is not Hollywood, like I understand Is not Hollywood, like, like, like Run away, run away, is there anybody there? Run away, run away, is there anybody there? Get away, get away, get away Get away, get away, get away Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh I've got a picture in my room, in my room I will return there I presume, it should be soon The greatest irony of all, shoot the wall It's not so glamorous at all, all, all, all This is not Hollywood, like I understand Is not Hollywood, like, like, like This is not Hollywood, like I understand Is not Hollywood, like, like, like Run away, run away, is there anybody there? Run away, run away, is there anybody there? Get away, get away, get away Get away, get away, get away Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh This is not Hollywood, runaway This is not Hollywood, like, like, like Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like (runaway) Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like (runaway) Like, like, like, like (runaway) |
Who Wrote Hollywood By The Cranberries?
Dolores Mary O'riordan
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What's The Duration Of The Hollywood By The Cranberries?The duration of Hollywood is 5:08 minutes and seconds. |
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