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