Hollywood - Lee Ann Womack

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