Intro: | | I got friends in New York City 'Cause everyone I know left town That's the place your day lit dreams go Where you can't see the sun go down Hold your head up, you're a beacon You pull me northward in my car You don't have to hit the big time, baby We know who you are I got friends in LA County Where the hillsides shine like stars And the people float like gold dust Through the red rope district bars Hold your head up, you're a beacon You pull me westward in my car You don't have to hit the big time, baby We know who you are Hold your head up, you're a beacon Don't let them think you've come that far You were always standing in the spotlight, baby We know who you are Instrumental: