[00:00.000] 作曲 : Romy Mars/Claud Mintz/Josh Mehling
[00:00.000]What?
[00:00.592]Shally, I just got my hair done
[00:02.724]I could reach for the stars, but once I get it, I want more
[00:06.112]I can't fight love and war, so what's kissing you for?
[00:09.274]Made my car red like Elvis, change his sheets back in Memphis
[00:13.014]Grant all of my wishes, riches to riches
[00:15.968]And one day I'll be bored with everything that I've got
[00:18.990]Get out of fancy clothes right after they get the shot
[00:22.314]Recreate scenes from Titanic on a flying bridge yacht
[00:25.582]Just to feel something real 'cause you're gone, so I forgot
[00:29.903]I love this golden sunny West Coast
[00:33.823]Sceney plastic world
[00:36.146]I miss being a real girl, sure
[00:39.439]But I'm not a real girl anymore
[00:42.839]I met an actor last night, he called me a star
[00:46.339]Said he hates the spotlight, I hate his big red car
[00:49.650]I like his LA place, he likes my bass guitar
[00:52.963]Swooping love all night, make me feel like a star
[00:56.290]Heartless, tasteless, nameless, famous
[00:59.698]Never ever on my waitlist
[01:02.746]We're judgey and bitter, he flies on my sister
[01:06.106]I kiss her and whisper, "Look at my A-lister"
[01:09.042]I'll be miserable after chasing what I don't want (what I don't want)
[01:12.490]You'll draw the line there, I'll sniff it up (I'll sniff it up)
[01:15.758]I'll post pictures of a private jet wing
[01:19.510]I take a breath, have a movie set fling
[01:22.633]Nobody says what they really mean
[01:25.508]They don't stop acting when they're off-screen (when they're off-screen)
[01:28.888]But I'm 50 percent sure, he's the real thing
[01:35.663]I love this golden sunny West Coast
[01:39.793]Sceney plastic world
[01:42.296]I miss being a real girl, sure
[01:45.669]But I'm not a real girl anymore
[01:49.220]I met an actor last night, he called me a star
[01:52.539]Said he hates the spotlight, I hate his big red car
[01:55.779]I like his LA place, he likes my bass guitar
[01:59.027]Swooping love all night, made me feel like a star
[02:02.422]Heartless, tasteless, nameless, famous
[02:05.847]Never ever on my waitlist
[02:08.907]We're judgey and bitter, he flies on my sister
[02:12.256]I kiss her and whisper, "Look at my A-lister"
[02:15.967]I'll sing this song until you're gone
[02:22.708]Neglect my life, attach myself to yours
[02:26.276]Change my looks until I'm a blonde bore
[02:29.395]I wanna wake up on my quiet sheet
[02:33.203]With my one next to me
[02:35.532]And I'll be narrow, but you'll be brought up by my sister
[02:40.067]Thinking about my A-lister
[02:42.243]I met an actor last night, he called me a star
[02:45.423]Said he hates the spotlight, I hate his big red car
[02:48.823]I like his LA place, he likes my bass guitar
[02:51.998]Swooping love all night, made me feel like a star
[02:55.442]Heartless, tasteless, nameless, famous
[02:59.191]Never ever on my waitlist
[03:01.894]We're judgey and bitter, he flies on my sister
[03:05.277]I kiss her and whisper, "Look at my A-lister"
[03:07.877]I could reach for the stars, but once I get it, it's a bore
[03:11.441]I can't fight love and war, so what's kissing you for?
[03:16.093]What's kissing you for?

作曲 : Romy Mars/Claud Mintz/Josh Mehling
What?
Shally, I just got my hair done
I could reach for the stars, but once I get it, I want more
I can't fight love and war, so what's kissing you for?
Made my car red like Elvis, change his sheets back in Memphis
Grant all of my wishes, riches to riches
And one day I'll be bored with everything that I've got
Get out of fancy clothes right after they get the shot
Recreate scenes from Titanic on a flying bridge yacht
Just to feel something real 'cause you're gone, so I forgot
I love this golden sunny West Coast
Sceney plastic world
I miss being a real girl, sure
But I'm not a real girl anymore
I met an actor last night, he called me a star
Said he hates the spotlight, I hate his big red car
I like his LA place, he likes my bass guitar
Swooping love all night, make me feel like a star
Heartless, tasteless, nameless, famous
Never ever on my waitlist
We're judgey and bitter, he flies on my sister
I kiss her and whisper, "Look at my A-lister"
I'll be miserable after chasing what I don't want (what I don't want)
You'll draw the line there, I'll sniff it up (I'll sniff it up)
I'll post pictures of a private jet wing
I take a breath, have a movie set fling
Nobody says what they really mean
They don't stop acting when they're off-screen (when they're off-screen)
But I'm 50 percent sure, he's the real thing
I love this golden sunny West Coast
Sceney plastic world
I miss being a real girl, sure
But I'm not a real girl anymore
I met an actor last night, he called me a star
Said he hates the spotlight, I hate his big red car
I like his LA place, he likes my bass guitar
Swooping love all night, made me feel like a star
Heartless, tasteless, nameless, famous
Never ever on my waitlist
We're judgey and bitter, he flies on my sister
I kiss her and whisper, "Look at my A-lister"
I'll sing this song until you're gone
Neglect my life, attach myself to yours
Change my looks until I'm a blonde bore
I wanna wake up on my quiet sheet
With my one next to me
And I'll be narrow, but you'll be brought up by my sister
Thinking about my A-lister
I met an actor last night, he called me a star
Said he hates the spotlight, I hate his big red car
I like his LA place, he likes my bass guitar
Swooping love all night, made me feel like a star
Heartless, tasteless, nameless, famous
Never ever on my waitlist
We're judgey and bitter, he flies on my sister
I kiss her and whisper, "Look at my A-lister"
I could reach for the stars, but once I get it, it's a bore
I can't fight love and war, so what's kissing you for?
What's kissing you for?