Yesterday's post was a nightmarenI'm still afraid of the man that I was n'cuz I'm drinking with Dr.Jekyll nNever hold on to the state of a buzznnI'm sloppy nIt ain't prettynDo a golf clap nTake a man bownUntil the next time that we meet nAt the top of the Hollywood signnOf the Hollywood signnnDon't leave me next to the pool bar nWhere I'm all alone with the conscience of faten'cuz I'll choose my favorite beverage nAnd vomit it up on the chest of my datennI'm sloppy nIt ain't prettynDo a golf clap nTake a man bownUntil the next time that we meet nAt the top of the Hollywood signnnThe name's Baby, and in the spot light I'm a real lady nBut when the camera's off I die slowlynI've got Entourage but they don't know men'cuz I'm the ghost of the Hollywood SignnOf the Hollywood signnnI won't remember your first namenNo matter how many drinks that you buyn'cuz I scared myself in the first lifenNow I'm the ghost of the Hollywood signnOf the Hollywood signnOf the Hollywood signnOf the Hollywood sign