Alba s touto skladbou:
Last of the Independents,
I WENT OUT ON THE BALCONY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
THE HOTEL WAS DARK EXCEPT FOR JUST ONE LIGHT
TELEVISION BURNING IN THE OTHER ROOM
I COULDN'T SLEEP SO I PUT ON SOME OF YOUR
HOLLYWOOD PERFUME
I WENT OUT ON THE BALCONY AND LOOKED ACROSS THE WAY
SOME GUY WAS SHADOW BOXING, HE LOOKED LIKE SUGAR RAY
I WAS FEELING DIZZY - BEGAN TO SWOON
WAS IT HIS PUNCH OR WAS IT JUST YOUR
HOLLYWOOD PERFUME?
I FEEL LIKE A FUGITIVE ESCAPED FROM MY LIFE
SEEKING REFUGE IN THE SENSUAL HEAT
THESE PAPER-THIN WALLS MAKE ME PARTY TO CALLS
OF LOVE WAFTING THROUGH THE ROOM
THE NIGHT JASMINE BLOOM
OF YOUR HOLLYWOOD PERFUME
I WENT OUT ON THE BALCONY TO CLEAR MY HEAD
I WAS BURNING UP IN MY QUEEN-SIZED BED
DOWN ON THE STRIP BENEATH THE BILLBOARD MOON
TEENAGED GIRLS LOOK FOR LOVE IN THE
NEON SEX AND DOOM
OF YOUR HOLLYWOOD PERFUME
I WENT OUT ON THE BALCONY WITH YOUR PHOTOGRAPH
I DROPPED IT IN THE POOL AND THAT MADE ME LAUGH
YOU LIKE YOUR TAN BUT YOU DON'T LIKE TO SWIM
MEANWHILE I FEEL LIKE I'M DROWNING IN
NEON SEX AND DOOM
THE NIGHT JASMINE BLOOM
OF YOUR HOLLYWOOD PERFUME
