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See the boy on the corner, |
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He's only twelve years old. |
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Every night he's out there doin' his best, |
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To get his goodies sold. |
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Cause he's gotta feed his momma, |
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Gotta beat off a couple a dads. |
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They just come around, |
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When they feel like bangin' in the bag, yea... |
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Aww, that's life, |
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In Hollywood. |
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Where what's bad, |
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Just seemed to be good. |
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That's life, |
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In Hollywood. |
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I love the place, |
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Am I misunderstood? |
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Livin' in a junkyard, |
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Livin' like a couple a thieves. |
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Well I can't go to my homeboys place, |
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Cause I got no gasoline. |
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But if you say you're buyin', |
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Then I'll have another round. |
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And if you've got the money honey, |
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Well I'll drink you down, yea... |
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Aww, that's life, |
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In Hollywood. |
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Where what's bad, |
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Just seemed to be good. |
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That's life, |
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In Hollywood. |
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I love the place, |
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Am I misunderstood? |
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Got shootings down the freeway, |
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Shootings down my street. |
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Fine lookin' lady on the corner says, |
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"Hey boy, I'll sell you a treat". |
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Well that's my lovely city, |
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That's my neighborhood. |
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I live like I want to, |
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Not like I should, yea... |
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Yea...yea...yea... |
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Aww, that's life, |
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In Hollywood. |
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Where what's bad, |
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Just seemed to be good. |
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That's life, In Hollywood. I love the place, |
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Am I misunderstood?That's life, In Hollywood. |
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I love the place, Am I misunderstood? That's life, |
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In Hollywood. I love the place, Am I misunderstood? |
