Took my baby to the Hollywood bowl I was wasted she was out of control So I said 'well I don't mind' and she's like 'I don't know' I took my baby to the Hollywood bowl
Chorus HEY!(2x)
I found my baby waiting after the show He was wasted and he wouldn't let go And I said 'you can have my kisses but get your hands off of my dough' I found my baby waiting after the show
(Chorus repeats)
I found my baby, waiting, after the show-
Because you sold your soul at the Hollywood bowl.
Compositores: Emma Lucy Richardson (PRS), Matthew John Hayward (PRS), Russell James Marsden (PRS)Editor: Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI)Publicado em 2010ECAD verificado obra #3809530 e fonograma #5658753 em 05/Mai/2024