It's Hollywood bitches!

It’s **Hollywood, bitches!** (Oooooh yeah!) I just rented me a tan It’s **Hollywood, bitches!** Manifesting like a man Forget my job, forget my past I got a billboard dream and zero cash It’s **Hollywood, bitches**, let’s go! I shaved my chest and learned to cry on cue My car’s a rental, but my Insta’s new (Follow me!) I'm over fifty but I feel so fresh My dog’s got headshots and a sequined vest My teath all sparkle, my ego’s gold My soul is leased, my Botox bold Just booked a role… as “dead Guy in a hole” It’s **Hollywood, bitches!** Just fakin’ it with flair It’s **Hollywood, bitches!** I so belong up there! I can't afford my second face But I’ve got fans in cyberspace It’s **Hollywood, bitches**, let’s go! I pitched a movie (‘bout a psychic goat!) to a guy in line for brunch Got ghosted twice, got botox once, and networked over lunch I printed merch before I’m known My demo reel’s just me on a throne (wearing foil) They say “it’s who you know” — so I know *me* And me’s amazing, obviously I’ve got followers (…three of them bots) But I act like I already own six yachts! It’s **Hollywood, bitches!** Where dreams go pop It’s **Hollywood, bitches!** I’m never gonna stop I got delusions and a sparkly vest And I truly believe I’m the very best It’s **Hollywood, bitches!** It’s **Hollywood!**