Bon Jovi & Jon Bon Jovi - Hollywood Dreams lyrics

Our Danny boy

He was a ladies man

Our Danny boy

Oh yes he had a plan

To find the perfect bird

And no he didn't mind if he had to try a few along the way

Oh no he didn't mind

He'd cruise around

The bars and clubs in town

He'd scout the birds

He'd look ‘em up and down

He'd take his charm and then he'd switch it on

He knew which buttons he had to press it didn't involve no web address

She might look good yeah

She might look nice

She might have the perfect form

But will you still want to squeeze those cheeks when she's 34?

Extremely literate

you know in FHM

From nuts to loaded

He studies all of them

But he doesn't go near no not the top shelf

Cause bringing classy birds back to his flat don't wana see no filth

Like a young Michael Caine

Alfie's the character

Or perhaps a bit more tough, like in “Get Carter”

He'll pull the women in

And then he'll spit them out

Unless she's got a chest

like Kelly Brook or Angelina's pout

She might look good yeah

She might look nice

She might get inside your head

But will she still be your Angelina Jolie when she farts in bed?

Now he's found the perfect looking bird

They've moved in it's 6 months on

She's got the body of a celebrity

Lying by him in a thong

He thought his plan was flawless

He thought he'd had it figured out

But after 6 months living with this chick she's turned into a lout

Because she snores she farts yeah she burps then laughs

She leaves her toenail clippings in the bath

And our Danny boy's thoughts confirm that she won't even be his other half