Let me tell you a little story
of how I got my attitude
When I moved to Manhattan,
I hadn't even finished school
I was working so hard just to pay
those bills and stay there
I had my own agenda, no one even really cared

Time was running out, I had to make a move
So I picked up the bass guitar
and I played it cool

A couple years later, I'm living in Paris, France
Hanging out with DJs,
following the latest fads
I was working so hard just to figure out
the clothes and the hair
I tried so hard not to show it,
I walked with my nose in the air

The french didn't want me around,
they didn't like my groove
So I packed up my bass guitar
and moved to Hollywood

I had one last chance
It was all there waiting for me, honey
Sunny Hollywood

Let me tell you a little secret,
I'll tell you a little story now

Time, it was running out,
I had to make a move
So I picked uo the bass guitar
and I played it cool
The french didn't want me around,
they didn't like my groove
So I packed uo my bass guitar
and moved to Hollywood

Let me tell you a little secret,
I'll tell you a little story now