Hollywood Lyrics - Connie Francis

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? 

It's Hollywood 

Who wears the shady glasses after dark? 

Who tries to talk the little girlie's into parking? 

It's Hollywood, Hollywood 

Who's the local yokel with 

The horn rimmed bifocals? 

It's Hollywood 

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 of town? 

It's Hollywood 

I'll give you just one little guess 

At who old Hollywood's trying to impress 

You're right, it's Hollywood, Hollywood 

Who's that farmer 

Who think he's a charmer? 

It's Hollywood 

Yeah, it's Hollywood all right 

Here Hollywood, here's a quarter 

Go buy yourself some, ah, continental pants 

Ascot, cigarette holder etc, etc