Letra de Young and pretty

Come from the suburbs into the city
They say you can make it
If you´re young and pretty
Dreams must be tall
Ain´t it a pity
But they say you can make it
If you´re young and pretty

So I sit inside my dressing room
Waiting for the band to play
And I wonder what is left to loose
Where is anyone, any way

Outside a neon, face from exhaustion
Screaming with promise of what´s inside
But nobody´s watching
I go for the money, my wallet´s a liar
Nothing inside cause the world is on fire

So I give them that old routine
No one listens, any way
When I fight for what it means
God I wish I had someone here today

So I give them that old routine
No one listens, any way
When I fight for what it means
God I wish I had someone here today

Come from the suburbs into the city
They say you can make it
If you´re young and pretty
Come from the sidelines into the city
They say you can make it
If you´re young and pretty

They say you can make it
If you´re young and pretty