M-m-mama's got a squeeze box She wears on her chest Daddy come home He never get no rest 'Cause she's playing all night And the music's alright Mama'
Now that you've been bought and sold You don't have time to fix the mess you're in And if I may be so bold I bet you couldn't even do it again Lying
Good God, what do I see? Pretty little thing just looking at me Ohh, ohh, sexy thing, I say walk that thing Right over here, just one thing I've got to
about to begin Now you're living in the city of sin You don't mind if I call you friend Once you enter you can never get out of here Welcome to Hollyweird
She'll slide you in, you taste the sin She slowly gets inside your head You feel her take control and she'll steal you soul She's the devil lying in your
I want to go I want to go home now I want to go I want to go home now Let's go Saturday night, Rainbow Bar and Grill Where there's cocaine lines and
I want to go I want to go home now I want to go I want to go home now (Let's go) Saturday night rainbow bar and grill Where there's cocaine lines and
Who the hell you guys think you are Rockstars or somethin', oh, yeah Oh, yeah, limousines, champagne Get my clothes custom made I take handfuls of pills
My baby said she don't want to see my face She kicked me right on out of her place Now I'm back with the band and my girl is long gone She broke my heart
Alone on my steel horse I ride The engine echoes in the night Through a concrete jungle a wasteland I call home No fears and no regrets No apologies
Came to Hollywood Gonna be a movie star She got off the bus She didn't get far Now she can act as good as Meryl Streep Dreams of stardom when she sleeps
A small town girl with big time dreams But nothing's ever as it seems A mother waves her girl goodbye Then slowly hangs her head and cries Hollywood
Got no time to think about good intentions Got no time to think about indiscretions Don't wanna think about past reflections Don't wanna think about tomorrow
Prevod: Poison. Hollyweird.
: Who the hell you guys think you are, rockstars or somethin' Oh Yeah! Oh Yeah Limousines, champagne Get my clothes custom made I take handfuls of pills
: I want to go I want to go home now I want to go I want to go home now (lets go) saturday night rainbow bar and grill where there's cocaine lines
: Now that you've been bought and sold you don't got time to fix the mess your in and if I may be so bold I bet you couldn't even do it again. Lying
: a small town girl with big time dreams but nothing's ever as it seems a mother waves her girl goodbye then slowly hangs her head and cries hollywood
