When stardom calls, one must answer.
Enjoy..
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"Well he sits up there on his leatherette. Looks at pictures of the ones that he hasn't had yet. When he thinks he wants a closer look. He gets out his little black telephone book. He's calling calling calling..."
The Eagles seemed to know my situation even if I didn't. "The King of Hollywood," a song about a guy who lures girls into s*x on the premise of Hollywood stardom. Eight years ago I left my family behind to make it big. It doesn't seem like eight years.
I am going home. Well not exactly home. My husband Guy and our daughters Simone and Chelsea don't live in the same house as they did when I last saw them. As far as that goes they don't even live in the same state, but where ever they are is home to me.
I just can't figure
