Текст (слова) песни: Gino Vannelli - Hollywood Holiday
I rode my motorcycle through a watermelon patch Right on the California freeway I took my holy bible on my blessed boogie woogie drive Cause I know I know I know Where I go oh lord they`re gonna bless me jive
Poor you poor me Poor everybody who buy to be Poor me poor you Poor everybody who die to do
I parked my motorcycle on hollywood and vine And sang till my red blood turned boiling blue I took my sole survival and bore my cross on a string Cause I know I know I know What I dear I bear my charm to king
Poor you poor me Poor everybody who buy to be Poor me poor you Poor everybody who die to do
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