Hooray for Hollywood

Hooray for Hollywood

That screwy, ballyhooey Hollywood

Where any office boy or young mechanic

Can be a panic with just a good looking pan

And any barmaid can be a star made

If she dances with or without a fan

Hooray for Hollywood

Where 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 Hollywood

Hooray for Hollywood

That phony, super Coney Hollywood

They come from Chillicothe and Paducahs

With 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 Hollywood

You may be homely in you neighborhood

But if you that you can be 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