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Hooray for |
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HollywoodThat screwy, ballyhooed |
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HollywoodWhere any office boy or young mechanic |
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Can be a panic, with just a good looking pan |
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And any barmaid can be a star maid |
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If she dances with or without a fan |
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Hooray for |
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HollywoodWhere you're terrific, if you're even good |
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Where anyone at all from |
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TV's Lassie |
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To Monroe's chassis, is equally understood |
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Go out and try your luck, you might be |
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Donald Duck |
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Hooray for |
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HollywoodHooray for |
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HollywoodThat phony, super coney |
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HollywoodThey come from |
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Chillicothes and |
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PadukahsWith their bazookas to get their names up in lights |
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All armed with photos from local rotos |
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With their hair in ribbons and legs in tights |
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Hooray for |
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HollywoodYou may be homely in your neighborhood |
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But if you think that you can an actor |
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See Mr. Factor, he'd make a monkey look good |
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Within a half an hour, you'll look like |
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Tyrone Power |
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Hooray for |
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Hollywood |
