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Ten
flower grown wild
She was the girl in the very front rowalways waitinâ?? after the show
she was the queen of the hollywood hills
knew the stars, the bars, the pimps and pills
somebodyâ??s climbinâ?? on a greyhound tonight
too much lipstick and her dress real tight
looks like a woman but she ainâ??t quite
no, not quite
sheâ??s somebodyâ??s baby
sheâ??s somebodyâ??s motherâ??s child
she may look like a lady
but sheâ??s just a flower grown wild
they never knew you by your childhood name
but they were drawn to you like moths to a flame
nobody saw the tears in your silk n' lace
or the scarred little kid behind your face
just remember when you hold her tight
what youâ??re holding in your arms tonight
sheâ??s no angel, but thatâ??s alright
ya that's alright
sheâ??s somebodyâ??s baby
sheâ??s somebodyâ??s motherâ??s child
she may look like a lady
but sheâ??s just a flower grown wild
just another little pretty thing
another angel with a broken wing
who fell to earth â??neath the hollywood hills
amid the stars and the bars, the pimps and pills
just like the girl on the movie screen
she played it up until the very last scene
the picture faded and the day was done
went home to nothin but a loaded gun
somebody's climbing on a greyhound tonight
a little angel flyin' out of sight
looks like a woman but she ain't quite
no, not quite