There's a place, where you can go...
Music's hot, and lights are low...
But there's something you should know,
Before the night is through...
'Neath the buzzing, neon sign...
Just a style, so cool and refined...
Stands a man, from some other time,
Calling out to you!
There,
in the night,
that has heard,
a thousand voices!
Whispered a thousand names!
Sang out a thousand love songs,
He lives, his Hollywood Nocturne...
His Hollywood Nocturne...
-Guitar and Brass interlude.-
There's a place, you'd like to go...
Where it's cool, and lights are low...
But the shadows, won't let go,
They dance and call his name!
As he roams, the streets at night...
Haunted by this devil's sight...
There's a man in dark red lights,
Who's calling out to you...
There,
In the night,
That has heard,
A thousand voices!
Whispered a thousand names!
Sang out a thousand love songs,
He lives, his Hollywood Nocturne...
His Hollywood Nocturne,
His Hollywood Nocturne!
