Cm F
Hello, my beautiful friend
Bb F Eb
Did you get the money that your mother sent?
Cm F
Your pictures don't make sense
Bb F Eb
Are you happy or do you just pretend?
D Eb F
You live in a town made by movie stars and educated hearts
D Eb
Might sound like Amy Winehouse singing in your car
F
Do you wanna play that part?
Eb F
Wear a dress your record label bought you
Eb F
Fall in love with some Californian boy
D Eb
Fool me, did you think you could
F Eb Eb Cm7
You don't belong in Hollywood, no no
Cm F
Hey kids, look at my face
Bb F Eb
I'm sick and tired of being somebody that you hate
Cm F
Gee whiz, pack all my bags
Bb F Eb
I'll buy a first class seat direct to L.A.X.,
D Eb F
No boy, I'll be a music star I'll buy a Jaguar
D Eb
And every joke I tell, the audiance will laugh
F
Beverly boulevard
Eb F
One day we'll be standing there face to face
Eb F
But you won't see the tears beneath my Prada shades
D Eb
Fool you oh I thought I could
F Eb Bb Cm7
I don't belong in Hollywood, no no
Ab Eb
Say what you wanna say
Ebm Bb
How people change and there's no point reminiscing
C Fm
It's 3AM and I'm still awake
Bb G
I keep thinking babe, my phone's vibrating
Ab Bb
Fool me, did you think you could
Bb Cm F
Come back to the neighbourhood
Ab Bb
I should have loved you when I could
Bb Cm F
Oh, we're hopelessly misunderstood
Ab Bb
We don't belong in Hollywood
Ab Eb Fm Eb
No, we don't belong in Hollywood, no no