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