I remember when you were on the farm Dreaming about Andy Warhol Wo ho ho Getting felt up in the barn Wondering if that's moral But hey look at you now You've got everything that a girl could want You've got high heel slippers baby but that's all right Hollywood Hollywood You shaped my life with Technicolor carving knife and Now I don't know what to feel All my emotions are wrapped up reel to reel You know you turned me around stuck my face in the ground When I sat down on Garbo's sofa And I like some James Dean clown that you can make laugh Or frown - I just want to know when it's over But hey look at me now you know just can't find nothing real And the movies are all outside baby but that's all right Hollywood Hollywood You gave me the best I got this Soundtrack of violence and sex And Now I don't know who to be Cause every time I look in the Mirror I see some movie star You know it just doesn't look Like me And us rebel's got too many causes But that's all right And I can't find a happy ending But that's all right And like Jimi said 'There just ain't no life nowhere" But that's all right Hollywood, Hollywood, Hollywood