Hollywood Handsome Testo

Stunning eyes, cherry red lips
Heard his voice in surround sound
Listen to the honeyed 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 the girls
He is so goddamn Hollywood handsome
Oh yeah he's a real peach
It's too bad he just can't keep his pants on
Better fuck him 'fore he's outta 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
Now when you see that man in technicolor
You know there'll never be another
Not much upstairs but what a body
Hollywood handsome
Sure is a hottie
Hollywood handsome