Springtime, and the acacias are bloomingSouthern California will see one more dayDreamland, and bus'ness is booming,
The birds are a singing as I drift awayShe looks another year older,From too many lovers who used her and ranBut some night
s, oh, she looks like an angelAnd she's always willing to hold you againSo give her this dance,She can't be forsakenLearn
how to love her with all of her faultsShe gave more than she's taken,And I'll go down doing the Hollywood WaltzSpringtime
and the lady is grievingThe lovers just stand there with nothing to sayThey got what they wanted,They're packing and leaving
To look for another to love the same waySo give her this dance,She can't be forsakenLearn how to love herWith all of her
faultsShe gave more than she's takenAnd I'll go down doing the Hollywood WaltzThe Hollywood Waltz