Hollywood Holiday Lyrics - Gino Vannelli

I rode my motorcycle through a watermelon patch 

Right on the california freeway 

I took my holy Bible on my blessed boogie woogie drive 

Cause I know I know I know 

Where I go oh lord they're gonna bless me jive 

Poor you poor me 

Poor everybody who buy to be 

Poor me poor you 

Poor everybody who die to do 

I parked my motorcycle on hollywood and vine 

And sang till my red blood turned boiling blue 

I took my sole survival and bore my cross on a string 

Cause I know I know I know 

What I dear I bear my charm to king 

Poor you poor me 

Poor everybody who buy to be 

Poor me poor you 

Poor everybody who die to do