Hollywood Bowl
Emma Richardson / Hayward / Marsden / Matthew Hayward / Russell Marsden
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.