SUNSET BLVD

Evening car rides through Malibu Singing the greatest hits from Mötley Crüe Ignore the red lights along the avenue Like they had no meaning Favorite show was on Tickets for two, please Summer heat blasting like 102 degrees As high as the tension rising from the back-seat We would never believe it Meeting my gaze through the rearview Lyrical smile slowly lost it's tune It was a dream come true for a month or two Now Sunset Boulevard's the talk of our bad news The glow from the headlights Brightened the view But only 6ft ahead And nothing more to pursue We should've known what would ensue Would be the road-mark for all our endings Drove us off the road and it was cold Screaming, "What the hell?" Can we go back to when we trashed The Beverly Hills Hotel It was madness fused with manic states of mood But when the morning arrived We repeat like déjà vu Yeah you were Meeting my gaze through the rearview Lyrical smile slowly lost it's tune It was a dream come true for a month or two Now Sunset Boulevard is the talk of bad news Cameras flashing, nights were crashing Into the tunnel we were headed for Should've listened when I warned you About the turn we weren't prepared for Hit the breaks, look at my face And try to tell me I was wrong It was madness fused with manic, déjà vu all along Meeting my gaze through the rearview Lyrical smile slowly lost it's tune It was a dream come true for a month or two Now Sunset Boulevard is the talk of bad news Meeting my gaze through the rearview Lyrical smile slowly lost it's tune It was a dream come true for a month or two Now Sunset Boulevard is the talk of bad news Our bad news Our bad news Sunset Boulevard's the talk of our bad news