Flower Grown Wild

B G#5 She was the girl in the very front row D#m always waitin' after the show B G#5 she was the queen of the hollywood hills D#m knew the stars, the bars, the pimps and pills D somebody's climbin' on a greyhound tonight Em A too much lipstick and her dress real tight D looks like a woman but she ain't quite Em A no, not quite -------------------------------- D#m/5+ A she's somebody's baby D#m/5+ A she's somebody's mother's child D#m/5+ A she may look like a lady E but she's just a flower grown wild -------------------------------- B G#5 they never knew you by your childhood name D#m but they were drawn to you like moths to a flame B G#5 nobody saw the tears in your silk n' lace D#m or the scarred little kid behind your face D just remember when you hold her tight Em A what you're holding in your arms tonight D she's no angel, but that's alright Em A ya that's alright -------------------------------- D#m/5+ A she's somebody's baby D#m/5+ A she's somebody's mother's child D#m/5+ A she may look like a lady E but she's just a flower grown wild -------------------------------- D just another little pretty thing Em A another angel with a broken wing D who fell to earth ‘neath the hollywood hills Em A amid the stars and the bars, the pimps and pills -------------------------------- B G#5 D#m -------------------------------- B G#5 just like the girl on the movie screen D#m she played it up until the very last scene B G#5 the picture faded and the day was done D#m went home to nothin but a loaded gun -------------------------------- D somebody's climbing on a greyhound tonight Em A a little angel flyin' out of sight D looks like a woman but she ain't quite Em A no, not quite -------------------------------- D#m/5+ A she's somebody's baby D#m/5+ A she's somebody's mother's child D#m/5+ A she may look like a lady E but she's just a flower grown wild