Lyrics Hollywood Bed - The Blasters

Lift up the shade, let's see the light
We came this far, honey, let's see the sights
Hold me close don't try to fight
Let's work up a sweat on a summer night
Hey, hey, hey, rocking in our Hollywood bed

What's that you say, you got a rich old man
I live on the streets doing the best I can
Now he can call his friend, he can raise a fuss
He can call the cops but he won't find us
Hey, hey, hey, rocking in our Hollywood bed

No need to cry, we getting by in our Hollywood bed

Tip the bottle slow, let's get real tight
The stores are closed till the morning's light
You and me baby never got what we could
Waisting our time but it sure feels good
Hey, hey, hey, rocking in our Hollywood bed

No need to cry, we getting by in our Hollywood bed