(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