A glamourous place to to get yourself wed
Or laze around by the pool
As you dream of glory in a canopied bed
Hollywood stories thrive in this place
These legends never die
Though some disappeared without a trace
You still can hear them cry
What tales these guilded walls could tell
It seems everyone has a story to sell
Sometimes sold for a song
You want to bathe in fortune and fame
Of celluloid lives on screen
But really what is there in just a name?
Did they actually live the dream?
Your Hollywood Hotel provides respite
It’s a great place to be seen
Take out your notebook and make things right
When you create the next scene.
Bourgeoise Bloomers 
