Springtime, and the acacias are blooming
  Southern California will see one more day
  Dreamland, and bus'ness is booming,
  The birds are a singing as I drift away
    She looks another year older,
  From too many lovers who used her and ran
  But some nights, oh, she looks like an angel
  And she's always willing to hold you again
    So give her this dance,
  She can't be forsaken
  Learn how to love her with all of her faults
    She gave more than she's taken,
  And I'll go down doing the Hollywood Waltz
    Springtime and the lady is grieving
  The lovers just stand there with nothing to say
  They got what they wanted,
  They're packing and leaving
  To look for another to love the same way
    So give her this dance,
  She can't be forsaken
  Learn how to love her
  With all of her faults
  She gave more than she's taken
  And I'll go down doing the Hollywood Waltz
  The Hollywood Waltz