He's on his way to Hollywood He's on his way, he's bout to get paid Show him the way, he's about to get paid It's been hard for me to smile Roll up and smoke my sins away I'd like to go to St. Tropez Maybe I'll go maybe I'll stay Maybe I'll stay She

Old school Hollywood, washed up Hollywood Old school Hollywood, baseball Jack Gilardi's ten feet tall Me and Frankie Avalon Old school Hollywood, Baseball Tony Danza cuts in line

I will remember you She got her Own crib with a Twin bed and was Hollywood, she Uptown and she Danced to her Favorite song and Sing along when no one's around

I took one look at you That's all I meant to do My feet could step and walk My lips could move and talk And yet my heart stood still Though not a single word was spoken I could tell you knew Told me so well you knew I never lived at all

I was just trying to be cool I was just trying to be like you I'm a spark and you're a boom What am I supposed to do? And that weekend up in the islands They stop and stare Flashes filling the silence Of a Hollywood love affair Waking up in the islands

She's going Hollywood She's going Hollywood tonight (West bound Greyhound) (To tinsel town) (Just to pursue her movie star dreams) It's true, that you, May never ever have that chance again That chance again babe Lipstick in hand

She's a star From the backstreets to the city First she buys you, then she sells ya You know she wants you when she's telling you She comes to life from the cover of a Hollywood magazine With a sense of confidence hard to fight She waits to be discovered

Spending all this money, high as fuck, ain't coming back down Got me cashed out, g-got me cashed out Everybody thrash now before we cash out Let's fucking thrash now before we cash out Cashed out, g-got me cashed out This is my life, where the fuck do I

Please don't be too long while you're gone There ain't enough to keep me here too long Not like the last time I stood in line Just enough to keep me bouncing off the wall, yeah It didn't work like she said it would Just like livin' in Hollywood Just like

Yea, it’s the little things Oh, it’s the little things No, she doesn’t need a 4 karat diamond ring or a big house to come home to No, she doesn’t need a Hollywood movie scene or a sunset everyday in Malibu No, all she needs are the little things It’s the