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 maid
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 Shirley Temple
To Aimee Semple
Is equally understood
Go out and try your luck
You might be Donald Duck
Hooray for Hollywood
Hooray for Hollywood
That phoney super-Coney Hollywood
They come from Chillicothes and Paducas
With their bazookas
To get their names up in lights
All armed with photos
From local rotos
With their hair in ribbon and legs in tights
Hooray for Hollywood
You may be homely in your neighborhood
But if you think that you can be an actor
See Mr. Factor
He’ll make a monkey look good
Within a half an hour
You’ll look like Tyrone Power
Hooray for Hollywood