Early morningShe wakes up With a knock, knock, knock on the door It's time for makeup Perfect smile It's who they're all waitin for They go,isn't she lovely This Hollywood girl And they say,she's so lucky, she's a starBut she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinkinIf there is nothin missing in my lifeThen why do these tears come at night.Lost in an image, in a dreamBut there's no one there to wake her up!And the world is spinning, and she keeps on winningBut tell me what happens when it stops?
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