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
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