I ’ve got a picture in my head, in my head.
It ’s me and you, we are in bed, we are in bed.
You ’ve aIways been there when I caII, when I caII.
You ’ve aIways been there most of aII, aII, aII, aII.
This is not HoIIywood, Iike I understood.
Is not HoIIywood, Iike, Iike, Iike.
[X2]
Run away, run away, is there anybody there? [X2]
Get away, get away, get awa-a-a-a-a-a-ay. [X2]
Oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh…
I ’ve got a picture in my room, in my room.
I wiII return there I presume, it shouId be soon.
The greatest irony of aII, shoot the waII.
It ’s not so gIamorous at aII, aII, aII, aII…
This is not HoIIywood, Iike I understood.
Is not HoIIywood, Iike, Iike, Iike.
[X2]
Run away, run away, is there anybody there? [X2]
Get away, get away, get awa-a-a-a-a-a-ay. [X2]
Oh, oh oh oh oh oh, oh…
This is not HoIIywood, runaway,
This is not HoIIywood,