Hooray For Hollywood

Hooray for

HollywoodThat screwy, ballyhooed

HollywoodWhere any office boy or young mechanic

Can be a panic, with just a good looking pan

And any barmaid can be a star maid

If she dances with or without a fan

Hooray for

HollywoodWhere you're terrific, if you're even good

Where anyone at all from

TV's Lassie

To Monroe's chassis, is equally understood

Go out and try your luck, you might be

Donald Duck

Hooray for

HollywoodHooray for

HollywoodThat phony, super coney

HollywoodThey come from

Chillicothes and

PadukahsWith their bazookas to get their names up in lights

All armed with photos from local rotos

With their hair in ribbons and legs in tights

Hooray for

HollywoodYou may be homely in your neighborhood

But if you think that you can an actor

See Mr. Factor, he'd make a monkey look good

Within a half an hour, you'll look like

Tyrone Power

Hooray for

Hollywood