Story Goes To Hollywood

Got ready for the night and
She’s heading for the lights

She sees the vision going
Hopping line after line

See how she looks for trouble
See how she dances and
She sips the Coca-Cola
She can’t tell the difference yet

That's what you’re coming for
But they don’t want to let you in and

You drop your bag to the floor and
You ask them what's happening

Well it's getting late now, hey now
Enough of the arguments

She sips the Coca-Cola
She can’t tell the difference yet

Oh, oh oh oh