Heather's gone, she left a note   'He Is Legend' was all she wrote   Go, fetch the detective      I think I've found something   This isn't Heater's handwriting   (That's right, I said it)      Don't you talk to strangers   You know it leads to danger   I'm gonna be a big star some day      The kidnapper is at the Comfort Inn   We'll find your daughter and we'll get revenge   Record me, red carpet   (Burns)      The reason, the handsome   One knocks on your door   It's the candy, the paper   The blood on the floor      It's the diamonds and the pills   Leave my daughter alone   It's the glamor that kills   "Dad, I'm not coming home"      I am Hollywood   Watch where you point your finger   I am Hollywood   You better remember   I am Hollywood