Welcome to the big time.
You’re bound to be a star
And even if you don’t go all the way,
I know that you’ll go far
This race is for rats, it can turn you upside down
Ain’t no one you can count on in this sleazy little town, oh no…

Lots of promises in the dark
But don’t you open your heart

Cause it don’t mean nothin’
The words that they say
Don’t mean nothin’
These games that people play
No, it don’t mean nothin’
No victim, no crime
It don’t mean nothin’
Till you sign it on the dotted line

The director smiles as you walk in the door
He says, I love your work, babe but
You’re just not what were looking for
Its never what but who it is you know
So easy to get stuck in all that California snow

Take a good look around and you’ll find
People tryin to mess with your mind

Cause it don’t mean nothin’
The words that they say
Don’t mean nothin’
These games that people play
No, it don’t mean nothin’
No victim, no crime
It don’t mean nothin’
Till you sign it on the dotted line

Hollywood can be so lonely
Make you the winner of a losing fight
But the party is never over
‘Cause stars are always shining
Doesn’t matter if its day or night

The producer says, let me change a line or two
And a little bit of something can look awfully good to you
And you want to scream, but you gotta keep it all inside
When you’re trying to make a living,
There ain’t no such thing as pride, no

Lots of promises in the dark
But don’t you open your heart

Cause it don’t mean nothin’
The words that they say
Don’t mean nothin’
These games that people play
No, it don’t mean nothin’
No victim, no crime
It don’t mean nothin’
Till you sign it on the dotted line

It don’t mean nothing at all. . .

Artist: Richard Marx
Album: Richard Marx
Release Date: 1987
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