Hey
Hey
Took my baby to the Hollywood bowl
I was wasted, she was out of control
So I said, ["Well I don't mind."] and she's like, ["I don't know."]
I took my baby to the Hollywood bowl
Hey
Hey
I found my baby waiting after the show
He was wasted and he wouldn't let go

And I said, ["You can have my kisses but get your hands off of my dough."]
I found my baby waiting after the show
Hey
Hey
Woah, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh
Because you sold your soul at the Hollywood Bowl