Lyrics Hollywood & Vine - Bill Wandel

When I was a younger man
I had a tricked out Chevy with golden rims
Big speakers in the back
And you could hear my sub coming 'round the bend
Feel my kick drum rhythm out on the street
A monsterous beat

As we drove down through Cahuenga pass
I felt the mushrooms kicking in
Your father's gonna kill me
If I don't get you home
But tonight we don't care
I said I'd show you a real good time
But first we've got to make a little stop
On Hollywood and Vine

Damn you look fine in that dress
They could put you on the cover of a magazine
My Nubian queen
And I can tell you got some place to be
I can get you there but first we gotta meet a friend
Got some money to spend

When we creep along that boulevard
Keep an eye out for the law
Your momma's gonna kill me
If I don't get you home
But tonight we don't care
I said I'd show you a real good time
But first we've got to make a little stop
On Hollywood and Vine

When we creep along that boulevard
Keep an eye out for the law
Your father's gonna kill me
If I don't get you home
But tonight we don't care
I said I'd show you a real good time
But first we've got to make a little stop
On Hollywood and Vine