Your Hollywood - Friedberg

If you’re my black then no more night

If you’re my blank then no more whites

I’ve got to see that non-me through

I am much better off when I’m without you

You love, if you love, if you love, you love

If you love, if you love, if you love, you love

But I was just hoping that I find something better

In your Hollywood, your Hollywood

But there ain’t no rainbow in the middle of the night

When you’re a tenant of these torn skies

Hi, mister doc

You promised free dope

Discolor me with your cigarette smoke

I’ve got to see that non-me through

I am nothing at all when I’m without you

If you love, if you love, if you love, you love

And you know, you know, you know, you know

That I was just trying, that I find something better

In your Hollywood, your Hollywood

But there ain’t no rainbow in the middle of the night

When you’re a tenant of these torn skies

I got to see it, I got to see it through

Got to see it, I got to see it through

Got to see it, I got to see it through

I got to see it, I got to see it through