(John D Loudermilk)
as recorded by Connie Francis
with orchestra conducted by Cliff Parman
Whose jalopy is covered with junk,
But don't have any money for lunch?
It's Hollywood, it's Hollywood!
Who's the local star
With the big fine car?
Who wears the shady glasses after dark?
Who tries to talk the little girlies into parkin'?
It's Hollywood, Hollywood!
Who's the local yokel
With the horn rimmed bifocals?
Go, go go!
Who else would hold a cigarette like that?
Who else would wear a little Frenchy's hat?
No-one but Hollywood, Hollywood!
Who thinks he's been around
But ain't never been out o' town?
I'll give you just one little guess
At who old Hollywood's tryin' impress;
You're right, it's Hollywood, Hollywood!
Who's that farmer
Who thinks he's a charmer?
Yeah, it's Hollywood all right!
Here Hollywood, here's a quarter!
Go buy yourself some, er, continental pants,
Ascot cigarette holder, etc...
(Transcribed by Peter Akers - August 2017)