Holyanna - Live

One, two
One, two, three, four

Your hair's a mess, you better put on a dress
And get your feet back on the ground
You fix your eyes for some city guys
Who wouldn't save you if you drowned

You hang on 42nd street
And do your homework in the bar
Saint Helen says you're missin' school
And I'm wonderin' where you are

Holyanna, Holyanna
Girl, what you do to me?
Holyanna (Holyanna), Holyanna
Girl, you're a blue-eyed mystery

Come on, girl, get back to the show

David start to breath
I think it's my Southern roots and my love for country music
The way it made me wanna have this next song
In this little set right here
And uh we never performed this song live either
Because we never had a harmonica player
But tonight we-



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey T. Porcaro, David F. Paich
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