She was a girl in the very front row
Always waitin´, after the show
She was a queen of the Hollywood hills
Knew the stars and bars, the pimps and pills
Somebody´s climbin´ on a greyhound tonight

Too much lipstick and her dress real tight
Looks like a woman but she ain’t quite
No, not quite
She´s somebody´s baby
Somebody´s mother´s child
She may look like a lady
But she´s just a flower grown wild
They never knew you by your childhood name
They were drawn to you like moths to a flame
Nobody saw the tears in your silk ´n´ lace
Or the scarred little kid behind your face
Just remember when you hold her tight
What you´re holding in your arms tonight
She´s no angel but that´s alright
Ya, that´s alright
She´s somebody´s baby
She´s somebody´s mother’s child
She may look like a lady

But she´s just a flower grown wild
Come on let´s go, yeah
Just another little pretty thing
Another angel with a broken wing
Who fell to earth ´neath the Hollywood hills
Amid the stars and the bars, the pimps and pills
Just like the girl on the movie screen
She played it up ´til the very last scene
The picture faded and the day was done
Went home to nothin´ but a loaded gun
Somebody´s climbing on a greyhound tonight
A little angel flyin´ out of sight
Looks like a woman but she ain´t quite
No, not quite
She´s somebody´s baby
She´s somebody´s mother’s child
She may look like a lady
But she´s just a flower grown wild, yeah

A flower grown wild
She´s somebody´s baby
Looks like a lady
She´s somebody´s baby
Somebody´s mother’s child
She may look like a lady
But she´s just a flower grown wild
Flower grown wild