Lyric Trouble In Tinsel Town
(James Achor/Eddie Nichols/Bill Ungerman)
Arranged by Bill Ungerman
Dirty neon lights, the traffic s cry
Footsteps echo on the street
The cheap but lovely chicks
And a sawbuck for a trick
And she ll work for a bite to eat
So where is all the glamour?
Where s that lovely starlet s kiss?
But out in T.V. land
They dream of Tinsel Town
But I ll tell you just what they ve missed
Hustlers roll, beat cops stroll
The city where the night runs deep
Seedy bars, cats in lowered cars
That s Hollywood while you re asleep
Well here comes the fog
Or is that smog?
Cause man I can t tell anymore
There ain t no welcome wagon around this town
Fred and Ethel sure the hell ain t next door
But way out in the distance
Someone watches the late night show
They dream of being hip on Sunset Strip
But I ll tell you what they don t know
Dirty neon lights, the traffic s cry
Footsteps echo on the street
The cheap but lovely chicks
And a sawbuck for a trick
And she ll work for a bite to eat
So where is all the glamour?
Where s that lovely starlet s kiss?
But out in T.V. land
They dream of Tinsel Town
But I ll tell you just what they ve missed
Hustlers roll, beat cops stroll
The city where the night runs deep
Yeah seedy bars, cats in lowered cars
That s Hollywood while you re asleep
Arranged by Bill Ungerman
Dirty neon lights, the traffic s cry
Footsteps echo on the street
The cheap but lovely chicks
And a sawbuck for a trick
And she ll work for a bite to eat
So where is all the glamour?
Where s that lovely starlet s kiss?
But out in T.V. land
They dream of Tinsel Town
But I ll tell you just what they ve missed
Hustlers roll, beat cops stroll
The city where the night runs deep
Seedy bars, cats in lowered cars
That s Hollywood while you re asleep
Well here comes the fog
Or is that smog?
Cause man I can t tell anymore
There ain t no welcome wagon around this town
Fred and Ethel sure the hell ain t next door
But way out in the distance
Someone watches the late night show
They dream of being hip on Sunset Strip
But I ll tell you what they don t know
Dirty neon lights, the traffic s cry
Footsteps echo on the street
The cheap but lovely chicks
And a sawbuck for a trick
And she ll work for a bite to eat
So where is all the glamour?
Where s that lovely starlet s kiss?
But out in T.V. land
They dream of Tinsel Town
But I ll tell you just what they ve missed
Hustlers roll, beat cops stroll
The city where the night runs deep
Yeah seedy bars, cats in lowered cars
That s Hollywood while you re asleep