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G  F#m  G   Em A

A          G                         F#m
This ain't Hollywood,it never really gets that good.
                    G                         Em           A
Call it love if you think you should, there's no need to explain.
                  G                                      F#m
Tonight it's just you and me,a furnished room, black and white TV,
               G                               Em          A
The late movie runs till three, then it's just you and me again.
                        G                                   F#m
There's no work, just a lot of talk, I quit drinking, now I watch the clock,
                    G                     Em             A
I count the minutes in the dark, till the sun crawls up again.

        G                          A
And you won't leave soon because I know,
       Bm                   F#m
You're just like me with no place to go.
              G                          A
And there's a love still here, nothing's died,
   Bm                       G      A
It just got hurt and buried deep inside.

              G                             F#m
No this ain't Hollywood, it ain't Venice or Malibu,
                    G                      Em             A
It's not the life I promoised you, when we set out years ago.
                          G                                 F#m
You're waitng tables from one to nine, I fill out forms and stand in line,
               G                  Em              A
No work just a waste of time, and every day's the same.

Em  G  A  F#m  G    D Em A
A                      G                                   F#m
You're home later each night I see, I fix dinner while you talk to me,
                         G                   Em       A
And then we wait for the late movie, to take us away again.

        G                           A
And you won't leave soon, because I know,
       Bm                   F#m
You're just like me with no place to go.
   G                                  A
No place to go, it's just a matter of time,
       Bm                     G         A
You'll find somewhwere just a matter of time.

              G                          F#m
No this ain't Hollywood, it never really gets that good,
                    G                 Em           A
Call it love if you think you should, no need to explain.

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