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