Texty:
Everything But The Girl Baby The Stars Shine Bright

most nights That was before I saw my name in lights Stardom and squalor were not dreams of mine But I've seen the Hollywood sign now And how it shines But

: You will be a star And I will be so jealous when you are, But you'll always be a fool So I will catch you when the world is cruel And though dizzy

criticise Because you've done the same yourself Pleasure is a pretty thing Oh but love they say is wealth You could not care less And that was the first sign But

: Baby come home, I miss the sound of the door Your step on the stair's not there to wake me no more And every day's like Christmas Day without you

: Little Hitler, don't come 'round here again With your renegade politics, redder-than-thou-disdain Thought we were on the same side But with a fistful

girl, home most nights That was before I saw my name in lights Stardom and squalor were not dreams of mine But I've seen the Hollywood sign now And how it shines

to criticise Because you've done the same yourself Pleasure is a pretty thing Oh but love they say is wealth You could not care less And that was the first sign But

life we've led Instead of drowning in despair For I find small comfort in a bottle When we're apart Don't let the teardrops rust your shining heart

's so easy to be witty in retrospect When you're out of door you pause a moment to reflect On all the crushing one-liners that you should have said But