Hollywood - MARINA, Fenech-Soler

American queen is the American dream

American queen is the American dream

She is a Polish girl in America

Tall, tan, hot blonde called Anya

I asked her, «Why would you wanna be a Hollywood wife?»

«Because I don’t want to end up living in a dive on Vine»

A dive on vine

Air hostesses doing gossip magazine

Crosswords on a flight to JFK

Thirty-nine years old with a mile-high sheen

Trying to stimulate a mind

That is slowly starting to decay

I itch my skin, I jump up and say

«Lady, I know why your thoughts turn grey»

Hollywood infected your brain

You wanted kissing in the rain, oh, oh

Living in a movie scene

Puking American dreams, oh, oh

I’m obsessed with the mess that’s America, ooh

I’m obsessed with the mess that’s America

A fat security making plays for me

Soon as I touch down in old L. A

He said, «Oh, my god, you look just like Shakira

No, no, you’re Catherine Zeta!»

«Actually, my name’s Marina»

Your mind is just like mine

All filled up with things benign

You’re looking for the golden light

Hollywood infected your brain

You wanted kissing in the rain, oh, oh

I’ve been living in a movie scene

Puking American dreams, oh, oh

I’m obsessed with the mess that’s America, ooh

I’m obsessed with the mess that’s America

American dream is the American queen

American queen is the American dream

Is the American dream

Hollywood infected your brain

You wanted kissing in the rain, oh, oh

I’ve been living in a movie scene

Puking American dreams, oh, oh

Hollywood infected your brain

You wanted kissing in the rain, oh, oh

I’ve been living in a movie scene

Puking American dreams, oh, oh

I’m obsessed with the mess that’s America, ooh-hoo

I’m obsessed with the mess that’s America