เพลง Hollywould (feat. Robert "The Messenger" Bozeman)

Hollywould - Betty Wright

Everybody knows somebody

That moves about

Like a misguided missile

Waking up in the morning

When the night is broken by the day

She needs to feed her babies

Waking up in the morning

When the night is broken by the day

She's got to go home and feed her babies

She sees no other way other way

She sees no brighter day brighter day

Up all night in the clubs and such

She's 'bout the numbers she knows that much

Smiles though her heart frowns

Can't get up for laying down

The word is what a good girl won't do

Holly would and the guys say holly's good

The word is what a good girl don't do

Holly would and the guys say holly's good

Heart breaking with her head bowed

Overtaken by the wrong crowd that's her fight

She needs to feed her babies

Heart breaking with her head bowed

Over taken by the wrong crowd that's her flight

She's got to go home to feed her babies

She sees no open door open door

Nothing worth hoping for her baby's daddy

Up all night in the clubs and such

He's 'bout the women you know that much

Goes to bed on the other side of town

Ohh that's what let her down

The word is what a good girl won't do

Holly would

Holly and the guys say holly's good

Say

The word is what a good girl don't do

Holly would and the guys say holly's good

How did she get here

How did she get here

How did she get here

Look at all those tears she's drowning

What a predicament she's found in

She was addicted to the street life

So she walked the streets night after night

Smoking the pipe just to keep her hyped

Rolling the dice against her life

Looking for the type who can pay the price

To keep her reputation nice

She was admired by many and

Yet despised by others

Even disowned by her very

Own sisters and brothers

So she hit the streets looking for love

When times was tough she started

Tricking stripping in clubs

Got molested by her father at a young age

Taught her how to please a

Man love him the right way

As he would say nobody cares

If you cry baby

It's not my fault ya mama

Never taught you how to be a lady

And so she grew up confused by affection

Comin from the wrong direction

In the midst of very session

Everyday another lesson

Of a sexual abuse

This is the life that

She has gotten used to

She's got to cater to them

And she can't win oh holly

Holly holly holly holly world

Holly holly

I know you're somebody's

Sister a good girl

You're somebody's mama

You're somebody's lover

Pocket full of money pocket full of money

Made the wrong way made the wrong way

Somebody somebody got pray for holly

She's got no time for being a lady

Oh no holly oh holly

She got to feed she wanna feed

She gotta feed she need to feed

She got to feed her babies

Sorry for holly

So sorry for holly

But I'm gonna pray I'm gonna pray

Will you pray for holly

Somebody got to pray