Hooray for Hollywood! That screwy bally-hooey Hollywood, Where any office boy or young mechanic, Can be a panic, With just a good looking pan, And any bar maid 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 could be Donald Duck, Hooray for Hollywood!
Hooray for Hollywood! That phony, super Coney, Hollywood, They come from Chilicothes and Padukahs, 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 your neighborhood, But if you think that you can be an actor, See Mister Factor, He'd make a monkey look good!
And all your friends will say, Hey look there’s Doris Day, Hooray for Hollywood! Hooray for Hollywood!