This is a story about a girl named Lucky… Early morning She wakes up Knock, knock, knock on the door It's time for makeup Perfect smile It's who they're all waiting for They go,isn't she lovely This Hollywood girl And they say chrous she's so lucky, she's a star But she cry, cry, cries with her lonely heart, thinking If there is nothing missing in my life Then why do these tears come at night. Lost in an image, in her dream But there's no one there to wake her up And the world is spinning, and she keeps on winning But tell me what happens when it stops? They go… "Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl?" Chorus And they say she's so lucky, she's a star But she cry, cry, cries with her lonely heart, thinking If there is nothing missing in my life Then why do these tears come at night Ay-ay-yeah-eh-eh-yeah "Best actress, and the winner is…Lucky!" Ay-ay-yeah-eh-eh-yeah "I'm Roger Johnson for Pop News standing outside the arena waiting for Lucky" "Oh my god…here she comes!" Isn't she lucky, this Hollywood girl? She is so lucky, but why does she cry? If there's nothing missing in her life Why do these tears come at night?! Chorus And they say she's so lucky, she's a star But she cry, cry, cries with her lonely heart, thinking If there is nothing missing in my life Then why do these tears come at night she's so lucky, she's a star But she cry, cry, cries with her lonely heart, thinking If there is nothing missing in my life Then why do these tears come at night