| Song | Hollywood Ya |
| Artist | Enuff Z'nuff |
| Album | Strength |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Vie, Z'Nuff | |
| Today I gonna send the papers | |
| Tomorrow gonna blow it off | |
| Then I'm gonna show the neighbors | |
| I've finally had enough | |
| Of livin' on paper money | |
| When the paper ain't thick enough | |
| To pay the price of lovin' something | |
| I just don't seem to love | |
| Holly wood ya be my merry-go-round? | |
| In this hard stone cold world | |
| That's got my feet on the ground | |
| And all the season | |
| Taste bad in my mouth | |
| And it's got me down | |
| Holly wood ya | |
| I haven't got time for wondering | |
| Ain't making no time for hope | |
| I've gotta be doin' something | |
| Instead of getting hooked on dope | |
| Got me over the barrel | |
| But I feel like standing up | |
| Life ain't always fair now baby | |
| Controlling your own luck | |
| Holly wood ya be my merry-go-round? | |
| In this hard stone cold world | |
| That's got my feet on the ground | |
| And all the season | |
| Taste bad in my mouth | |
| And it's got me down | |
| Holly wood ya | |
| Hollywood ya try to keep my head on right? | |
| Hollywood ya fill my hungry appetite? | |
| Oh Holly could I find the fruit | |
| And take a bite? | |
| You've got to stand here in my corner | |
| As I win this fight |
| zuo ci : Vie, Z' Nuff | |
| Today I gonna send the papers | |
| Tomorrow gonna blow it off | |
| Then I' m gonna show the neighbors | |
| I' ve finally had enough | |
| Of livin' on paper money | |
| When the paper ain' t thick enough | |
| To pay the price of lovin' something | |
| I just don' t seem to love | |
| Holly wood ya be my merrygoround? | |
| In this hard stone cold world | |
| That' s got my feet on the ground | |
| And all the season | |
| Taste bad in my mouth | |
| And it' s got me down | |
| Holly wood ya | |
| I haven' t got time for wondering | |
| Ain' t making no time for hope | |
| I' ve gotta be doin' something | |
| Instead of getting hooked on dope | |
| Got me over the barrel | |
| But I feel like standing up | |
| Life ain' t always fair now baby | |
| Controlling your own luck | |
| Holly wood ya be my merrygoround? | |
| In this hard stone cold world | |
| That' s got my feet on the ground | |
| And all the season | |
| Taste bad in my mouth | |
| And it' s got me down | |
| Holly wood ya | |
| Hollywood ya try to keep my head on right? | |
| Hollywood ya fill my hungry appetite? | |
| Oh Holly could I find the fruit | |
| And take a bite? | |
| You' ve got to stand here in my corner | |
| As I win this fight |
| zuò cí : Vie, Z' Nuff | |
| Today I gonna send the papers | |
| Tomorrow gonna blow it off | |
| Then I' m gonna show the neighbors | |
| I' ve finally had enough | |
| Of livin' on paper money | |
| When the paper ain' t thick enough | |
| To pay the price of lovin' something | |
| I just don' t seem to love | |
| Holly wood ya be my merrygoround? | |
| In this hard stone cold world | |
| That' s got my feet on the ground | |
| And all the season | |
| Taste bad in my mouth | |
| And it' s got me down | |
| Holly wood ya | |
| I haven' t got time for wondering | |
| Ain' t making no time for hope | |
| I' ve gotta be doin' something | |
| Instead of getting hooked on dope | |
| Got me over the barrel | |
| But I feel like standing up | |
| Life ain' t always fair now baby | |
| Controlling your own luck | |
| Holly wood ya be my merrygoround? | |
| In this hard stone cold world | |
| That' s got my feet on the ground | |
| And all the season | |
| Taste bad in my mouth | |
| And it' s got me down | |
| Holly wood ya | |
| Hollywood ya try to keep my head on right? | |
| Hollywood ya fill my hungry appetite? | |
| Oh Holly could I find the fruit | |
| And take a bite? | |
| You' ve got to stand here in my corner | |
| As I win this fight |