I Want To Go To Hollywood (From Grand Hotel)

What did he see in me?
What's my attraction?
Could that face make a million men adore me?
And make a hundred camera mean explore me?
Is that the girl I see there right before me?

I wanna be that girl in the mirror, there!
I wanna be that girl with gorgeous hair up on a silver screen most everywhere in the world!
I want to go to Hollywood
Talkies - I mean the pictures!

I wanna have a hot time every night
Go out and raise a little fahrenheit
Knock ev'ry duke and count and baron right off his feet!
I'll be that girl that's understood -oh!
I want to go to Hollywood.

I wanna sing the blues
I wanna wear nice shoes
And drink illegal booze
In every late night spot
for Le Jazz Hot.

I want a breakfast, lunch and dinner there
If I'm a big box office winner there
I'll be the most well-known Berliner there ever was
I want to go to Hollywood
So I can get far away from.

Fredrichstrasse
My cold water flat
The sofa that I sleep on behind the screen
The noisy lodger in the next room
My broken hand mirror
My broken coffee pot
If things get broken, they stay broken.

In Fredrichstrasse!
The worn-out bristles on your hairbrush
The pennies needed for the heat ev'ry hour
And when you get sick, you stay sick.

In Fredrichstrasse
where you live with little soap
And with hardly any hope!

I wanna be that girl in the mirror there!
I wanna be that girl with gorgeous hair
Up on a silver screen most ev'rywhere in the world!

I want to go to Holly
I want to go
I want to go
I want to go
I want to go
I want to go
I have to go
I have to go
I have to go
I have to go
I have to go.

I swear that girl in the mirror
That girl in the mirror
Is going to go to Hollywood!
Hollywood!
Hollywood!
Hollywood!