HollywoodChaka KhanWritten by David Wolinski and Andre FischerHe's on his wayHe's goin' to HollywoodHe's bussin' it to HollywoodShow him the wayHe's movin' to HollywoodHe's hoppin' it to Hollywood(where you goin' child?)(where you goin' now)He's waited at bus stops all his lifeHe's been in and out of those spacesSeein' eyes that spoke to him>From sad and gifted placesSad and gifted placesHe's on his wayHe's goin' to HollywoodHe's bussin' it to HollywoodShow him the wayHe's movin' to HollywoodHe's hoppin' it to Hollywood(where you goin' now)(what'cha doin' child?)(where you goin' now?)You know he's gonna be dressed to killHe's gonna find some brand new thrillsWhatever he's been looking forTell him that there's so much moreIn Hollywood, HollywoodHe's on his wayHe's goin' to HollywoodHe's bussin' it to HollywoodShow him the wayHe's movin' to HollywoodHe's hoppin' it to Hollywood(where you goin' now)(what'cha doin' child?)(where you goin' yeah)Painted faces, sunburnt skinFixed expressions, smiles worn thinCaught in the blink of neon of HollywoodBending battles, maneuvering schemesFalse expressions, washed up dreamsEverybody makes believeIn Hollywood, Hollywood(oh child what'cha doin'?)(what'cha doin' now?)(what'cha been' doin'?)I say, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeahUh huh, I say, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeahHollywood, uh huh, uh, in HollywoodUh huh, Hollywood, Hollywood, Hollywood yeah yeahUh huh, Hollywood, Hollywood, yeah yeah yeah yeahOh oh, that boy say,Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yea, yeah
