Morning cup of coffee Not a single word And if you do say something It's only about work Every time I ask you You just say, "we're good" Either I'm a fool for asking Or you belong in Hollywood 5 o'clock martinis Watch the sun go down (sun go down) Ice in crystal glasses That's the only sound I say, "let's get away" You just smile and say, "we should" Well, either I'm a fool for asking Or you belong in Hollywood Like the silver screen It's a technicolor dream We pretend it's real But it's only make-believe Lying in our bed In the middle of Act Two We say, "goodnight, I love you" We never miss our cue I ask you if you mean it (you mean it) You say, "Yes", I knew you would Well, either I'm a fool for asking Or you belong in Hollywood Either I'm a fool for asking Or you belong in Hollywood