Hollywood -

I know you didn’t think that I’d really run away to Hollywood

Neither did the bus driver or the pretty waitress at the truck stop

Maybe you can call my mom and tell her that I’m fine and that I’m making it

I’ll have enough cash to send you for a ticket when the deal goes through

And I’ll be a big tipper and a tabloid queen

Pass out in the corner when I’m on the club scene

We can wear Versace and pretend to look bored

And I’ll thank you for support when I accept the award

'Cause it’s a cake walk

Making it in Hollywood

And someday I’ll be making it with you

Me and clint Eastwood go to the same bar when he’s in town

He goes inside with a woman as I wait on the steps

Sometimes I play my guitar on the street in Santa Monica

Schwarzenegger listened once and gave me twenty bucks so I would stop the noise

And I’ll be a big tipper and a tabloid queen

Pass out in the corner when I’m on the club scene

We can wear Versace and pretend to look bored

And I’ll thank you for support when I accept the award

'Cause it’s a cake walk

Making it in Hollywood

And someday I’ll be making it

'Cause it’s a cake walk

Making it in Hollywood

And someday I’ll be making it with you

I know you didn’t think that I’d really run away to Hollywood

It’s nice and warm and sunny here

I wonder if it’s raining where you are