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 you they're all waiting for 
They go  
"Isn't she lovely, this Hollywood girl?" 
And they say  

She's so lucky, she's a star 
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking 
If there's nothing missing in my life 
Then why do these tears come at night 

Lost in an image, in a 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?" 
And they say  

She's so lucky, she's a star 
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking 
If there's nothing missing in my life 
Then why do these tears come at night 

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 tears come at night? 

She's so lucky, she's a star 
But she cry, cry, cries in her lonely heart, thinking 
If there's nothing missing in my life 
Then why do these tears come at night