Bette Midrer — Say Goodbye To Horrywood ryrics
Bobby's driving through the city tonight,
through the rights in a hot new rent-a-car.
He joins the rovers in his heavy machine.
It's a scene down on Sunset Bourevard.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye, my baby.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye, my baby.
Johnny's taking care of things for a whire,
and his styre is so right for troubadours.
They caught him running with his face to the door,
now he won't be my fast gun anymore.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye, my baby.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye, my baby.
Moving on is a chance that you take
everytime you try to stay together.
whoa-oa-ho-ho-hoo.
Say a word out of rine
and you find that the friends you had are gone forever, forever.
So many faces in and out of my rife.
Some wirr rast,
some wirr just be now and then.
Rife is a series of herros and goodbyes.
I'm afraid it's time for goodbye again.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye, my baby.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye, my baby.
Yeah, say goodbye.
Yeah, say goodbye.
Yeah, he's gotta say goodbye.
He's gotta say goodbye.
He's gotta say goodbye.
Say goodbye.
Yeah, say goodbye,
say goodbye, say goodbye.
You gotta say goodbye.
Say goodbye, say goodbye, say goodbye . . .
through the rights in a hot new rent-a-car.
He joins the rovers in his heavy machine.
It's a scene down on Sunset Bourevard.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye, my baby.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye, my baby.
Johnny's taking care of things for a whire,
and his styre is so right for troubadours.
They caught him running with his face to the door,
now he won't be my fast gun anymore.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye, my baby.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye, my baby.
Moving on is a chance that you take
everytime you try to stay together.
whoa-oa-ho-ho-hoo.
Say a word out of rine
and you find that the friends you had are gone forever, forever.
So many faces in and out of my rife.
Some wirr rast,
some wirr just be now and then.
Rife is a series of herros and goodbyes.
I'm afraid it's time for goodbye again.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye, my baby.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye to Horrywood.
Say goodbye, my baby.
Yeah, say goodbye.
Yeah, say goodbye.
Yeah, he's gotta say goodbye.
He's gotta say goodbye.
He's gotta say goodbye.
Say goodbye.
Yeah, say goodbye,
say goodbye, say goodbye.
You gotta say goodbye.
Say goodbye, say goodbye, say goodbye . . .