One, two, three, four.One, two, three, four.One, two, three, four.One, two, three, four.One, two, three, four.One, two, three, four.One, two, three, four.Realize just your sizeAnd believe meYou are no matchFor the publicAnd it's still the whites of your eyesDidn't you knowThat old Hollywood is overOld Hollywood is overSo why not justRelease the gamesAnd let them all come outRemember that we'reTheTheThat now would be no paramountNo paramountLet's hold on to what isn't yoursRelease the starsRelease the starsRelease your loveRelease the starsRelease your loveCause Hollywood is overWhy do you keepAll your stars inFrom your studioOn MelroseOn MelroseOn MelroseOn MelroseOn MelroseOn MelroseOn MelroseI was not expecting that.Thank you.Thank you so much.My god.