WRITTEN BY RYLAND COODER & TIM LEE DRUMMOND       Well did you hear the good news    There's gonna be some bad blues    Somebody sat down and played it all night long    So go on and fill your brown bag    Put on all your clean rags    Let's go downtown and see what's goin'on    Bing, take me down to Vine Street    Stop when you hear the back beat    We'II sneak on past the bouncer at the door    Now I know he ain't lookin'    Not when that band is cookin'    'Cause he's watchin' the ladies dancin' on the floor      CHORUS:       Down In Hollywood    Better hope that you don't run out of gas    Down In Hollywood    They'll drag you right out of your car and kick your ass   In Hollywood    There standing on a corner just waiting for a sucker like you   Down In Hollywood    If you wanna stay healthy, keep a movin' right on through       This stuff just started flowin'    And some girl she is showin everything she's got    Ooh it's a sight    Some men would give a week's pay    If she would just dance down their way    And say, "Baby, I'm gonna take you home with me tonight"       Now, outside the streets are shakin'    I hear a couple windows breakin'    Some poor fools gonna land himself in jail tonight    Well all the hookers tryin' to pull your coat    All the pimps reach out to cut your throat    There ain't no way out of here without a fight       (REPEAT CHORUS)       Now Grandma told him not to go    Little sister told him too    But the poor boy just didn't listen like he should, that's too bad    Hitchhiked all the way from Burbank    Now he's gonna end up in the drunk tank    Some old man say "Well that's the way it goes Down in Hollywood"    (REPEAT CHORUS)   Down in Hollywood Down in Hollywood Ooh down in Hollywood    Down in Hollywood Down in Hollywood Ooh in Hollywood    Down in Hollywood Down in Hollywood Down in Hollywood