All the people in your hometown when you were just a teen Said that you were pretty like in the magazine So you left your hometown to try out for the part Of everybody's pretty little angel with a pretty little heart You studied hard the map of the stars Oh because you wanted Yeah you really wanted Every night you wanted to be
One of the little angels That fly between the stars One of the little angels In a pretty little car So you eat a little less And you smoke a little more Waiting in the lines for them to open up the door For all the little angels
So you got yourself an agent and you made a little deal They got you on the TV and everyone agreed You had the charm and the appeal So you brought yourself a house in the Hollywood Hills You bought yourself a tan You fixed your nose and hair Learned how not to care Got apretty little man You landed hard on the map of the stars Now everybody wants you Oh they really want you Everynight they want you to be
One of the little angels That fly between the stars One of the little angels In a pretty little car So you eat alittle less And you drink a little more Waiting in your room for them to open up the door For all the little angels
Now you drink a little more Your family's talking to the press And the movie didn't score So you eat a little less Just a little bit less
The people on the street now Are getting kind of mean They read about your break up In the magazine And somewhere in your hometown A girl tries out her best And maybe she'll go far She wants to be a star So she eats a little less
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One of the little angels That fly between the stars One of the little angels In a pretty little car So you eat a little less And you smoke a little more Waiting in the lines for them to open up the door For all the little angels
So you got yourself an agent and you made a little deal They got you on the TV and everyone agreed You had the charm and the appeal So you brought yourself a house in the Hollywood Hills You bought yourself a tan You fixed your nose and hair Learned how not to care Got apretty little man You landed hard on the map of the stars Now everybody wants you Oh they really want you Everynight they want you to be
One of the little angels That fly between the stars One of the little angels In a pretty little car So you eat alittle less And you drink a little more Waiting in your room for them to open up the door For all the little angels
Now you drink a little more Your family's talking to the press And the movie didn't score So you eat a little less Just a little bit less
The people on the street now Are getting kind of mean They read about your break up In the magazine And somewhere in your hometown A girl tries out her best And maybe she'll go far She wants to be a star So she eats a little less
All the little angels
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