Hollywood Bowl - Band Of Skulls

Hey

Hey

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

Hey

Hey

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

Hey

Hey

Woah, oh, oh

Woah, oh, oh

Woah, oh, oh

Because you sold your soul at the Hollywood Bowl