Pot-Luck-Humor - Bob Seger- Hollywood Nights

 

 

 

She stood there bright as the sun on that California coast He was a midwestern boy on his own She looked at him with those soft eyes, So innocent and blue He knew right then he was too far from home He was too far from home HE WAS TOO FAR FROM HOME She took his hand and she led him along that golden beach They watched the waves tumble over the sand They drove for miles and miles Up those twisting turning roads Higher and higher and higher they climbed And those Hollywood nights In those Hollywood hills She was looking so right In her diamonds and frills All those big city nights In those high rolling hills Above all the lights She had all of the skills He'd headed west 'cause he felt that a change Would do him good See some old friends, good for the soul She had been born with a face that would let her get HER WAY He saw that face and he lost all control He had lost all control Night after night, day after day, it went on and on Then came that morning he woke up alone He spent all night staring down at the lights of LA Wondering if he could ever go home And those Hollywood nights In those Hollywood hills It was looking so right It was giving him chills In those big city nights In those high rolling hills Above all the lights With a passion that kills In those Hollywood nights In those Hollywood hills She was looking so right In her diamonds and frills All those big city nights In those high rolling hills Above all the lights She had all of the skills   Seger: "The chorus to this song came into my head one night in 1977 as I was driving through the Hollywood Hills. Our drummer, David Teegarden, played an entire set of drums as we recorded and overdubbed another entire set of drums playing a different pattern. In other words, there's two sets of everything: snare, kick-drum, hi-hat, etc. Billy Payne (of Little Feat) sat in with us for the first time and played the last two instruments, piano and organ. When he was done, he asked for a tape to listen to on the way home. He called me the next day while he had been listening, he looked down and found himself going 100 miles an hour on the freeway."

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