Hollywood Handsome Lyrics

Hollywood handsome!

Staring at cherry red lips
Heard his voice in surround
Listen to the honey drips
Feel it make your heart pound

Pearly whites, clean close shaved
Run your fingers through his curls
Horny, sick, and depraved
He gets all of the girls

He is so god-damn Hollywood handsome
Oh yeah, he is a real peach
It's too bad he just can't keep his pants on
Better fuck him 'fore he's out of reach

Not so smart, not so clever
Nobody wants him for his mind
As for talent, well whatever
He is god's gift to womenkind

Always carries a mirror
Keeps it on hand for a self-inspection
The only thing that he holds dear
Is the sight of his own reflection


He is so god-damn Hollywood handsome
Oh yeah, he is a real peach
It's too bad he just can't keep his pants on
Better fuck him 'fore he's out of reach

Now when you see a man in Technicolor
You know there'll never be another
Not much upstairs but what a body
Hollywood handsome
Sure is a hottie


He is so god-damn Hollywood handsome
Oh yeah, he is a real peach
It's too bad he just can't keep his pants on
Better fuck him 'fore he's out of reach

Ooh ooh, Hollywood handsome
Ooh ooh, Hollywood handsome
Ooh ooh, Hollywood handsome