HOLLYWOOD CALIFORNIA
Music by Frederick George Moore, Al Galles and Dennis Peters Lyrics by Frederick George Moore
Copyright © 1991
Demophonic Music Publishing BMI
Used with permission
This really ain't a city
But this city is my home
HOLLYWOOD CALIFORNIA
That's where the stars were born
They come out here from Kansas,
Hawaii and from Quebec
They think they will be actors
But someday they must direct
Some of them are waiters
Others are driving cabs
They'll gladly cross a picket line
Even if you call them scabs
But it's only temporary
Until their lucky break
Keep trying to get connections
Even if they all are fake
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This was once the city of dreams
Premiers and blazing lights
Shining beacons in the sky
Find a book and buy the rights
Sixty years have come and gone
And all of that has changed
No more silver cinema
But the mystique remains
This really ain't a city
But this city is my home
HOLLYWOOD CALIFORNIA
That's where the stars were born
A magnet for poor suckers
Just like (insert your name)
Trying to escape reality
And get swpt away to fame
But it's only temporary
Until My lucky break
Keep trying to get connections
Even if they all are fake
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