text: Lipstick in hand, Tahitian tanned in her painted on jeans
  She dreams of fame, she changed her name
  To one that fits the movie screen
  Shes headed for the big time, that means
  Shes going Hollywood, shes going Hollywood tonight
  Shes going Hollywood, shes going Hollywood tonight
  Shes going Hollywood, shes going Hollywood tonight
  Its true that you may never ever have that chance again
  That chance again, babe
  Westbound Greyhound to Tinseltown to pursue her movie star dreams
  And shes giving hot tricks to men just to get in
  She was taught that thats not clean
  Because shes only fifteen
  Shes going Hollywood, shes going Hollywood tonight
  Shes going Hollywood, shes going Hollywood tonight
  Shes going Hollywood, shes going Hollywood tonight
  Its true that you may never ever have that chance again
  That chance again, babe
  You know it, baby 
  That chance again, babe
  Bridge. You can keep the looped drum going here
  Aaaaaah, oooooooh
  Oooooh, oh, baby
  Aaaaaah, aaaaaah, aaaaaah
  Oooooh
  Lipstick in hand, deh-deh-deh
  Dun-dun-do-do-duh-doh
  Do-deh, dun-do-do-deh-doh-deh-deh
  Deh-dah-dah-dah-deh
  Shes headed for the big time, that means
  Shes going Hollywood, shes going Hollywood tonight
  Shes going Hollywood, shes going Hollywood tonight
  Shes going Hollywood, shes going Hollywood tonight
  Shes going Hollywood, shes going
  Shes going Hollywood, shes going Hollywood tonight
  Shes going Hollywood, shes going Hollywood tonight
  Shes going Hollywood, shes going Hollywood tonight
  Its true that you may never ever have that chance again
  That chance again, babe
  You know it, baby 
  That chance again, babe