LYRICS
hey

And I said, hey
When I'm making my movie, baby
You keep saying all my...
You keep breaking all my...

Hey, you like boots and perfume
Your red pumps and Cadillac blues
Hey, you want that fine white wine on my dime

What you want from me?
Cos you're on my mind
Don't you care no more
That you're losing yourself
Don't you want some truth?
Cos I'll give you mine

Hey, when I'm making my movie, baby
You keep saying all my lines
Hey, after Sunset Drive cruising, baby
You're just yesterday's prize

You want trips on a white yacht for two
Hey, you want Beverly High's bright lights
Late nights

What you want from me?
Cos you're on my mind
Don't you care no more
That you're losing yourself
Don't you want some truth?
Cos I'll give you mine

Hey, when I'm making my movie, baby
You keep saying all my lines
Hey, after Sunset Drive cruising, baby
You're just yesterday's prize
You're just yesterday's prize

Hey! Hey!
Your red pumps and your Cadillac blues
You want trips on a white yacht for two
Your red pumps and your Cadillac blues
You like boots and expensive perfume
Your red pumps and your Cadillac blues
You want trips on a white yacht for two
Your red boots and your Cadillac blues
You like boots and expensive perfume
Your red boots and your Cadillac blues
You want trips on a white yacht for two
Your red pumps and Cadillac blues

And I said, hey
When I'm making my movie, baby
You keep saying all my lines
Hey, after Sunset Drive cruising, baby
You're just yesterday's prize


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