Hollywood | ||||
c. 1975-2006 Kirk Clendinning | ||
Get yourself, a movie car, A wet cigar, And a horny little honey, Who can ride your stick shift. It's okay. Your debt today. Tomorrow, You can borrow it all away. Find some pussy for the studio, And get another face lift.
CHORUS Hollywood, Tells you what is good, What is bad, And who is sexy. What you should, Want in your closet, And want in your lover.
She can sing. She's just fifteen. She's squeaky clean. Tell her, 'Throw away the church dress, And get a pair of spandex. And what's more. Dance like a whore.' It's scanty, Little panty her fans adore. Pump and grind it in the video, And sell a little soft sex.
CHORUS
Still alone, At forty two. Nothing to do, But take the trainer to the bedroom, For procreation. And when this lass, Tattoos her ass. It's a scary, Little parry with the looking glass. Lesbo lover on the radio, For public information.
CHORUS (REPEAT)
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