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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeFlower Grown Wild
she was the girl in the very front rowalways waitin? after the showshe was the queen of the hollywood hillsknew the stars, the bars, the pimps and pillssomebody?s climbin? on a greyhound tonighttoo much lipstick and her dress real tightlooks like a woman but she ain?t quiteno, not quiteshe?s somebody?s babyshe?s somebody?s mother?s childshe may look like a ladybut she?s just a flower grown wildthey never knew you by your childhood namebut they were drawn to you like moths to a flamenobody saw the tears in your silk n' laceor the scarred little kid behind your facejust remember when you hold her tightwhat you?re holding in your arms tonightshe?s no angel, but that?s alrightya that's alrightshe?s somebody?s babyshe?s somebody?s mother?s childshe may look like a ladybut she?s just a flower grown wildjust another little pretty thinganother angel with a broken wingwho fell to earth ?neath the hollywood hillsamid the stars and the bars, the pimps and pillsjust like the girl on the movie screenshe played it up until the very last scenethe picture faded and the day was donewent home to nothin but a loaded gunsomebody's climbing on a greyhound tonighta little angel flyin' out of sightlooks like a woman but she ain't quiteno, not quite(fonte: site oficial)
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