D Bm All you folks back home F#m A I'll never tell you this D Bm You're not supposed to know A Where your daughter is G There are ways of life A Bm You never understood G It's right here A D A Downtown Hollywood G A It's afternoon on Sunset Boulevard Bm I've got a stolen moment trying hard A G To write a kind of, kind of Christmas card D Bm F#m A But I____________ am burning out again D Bm F#m A Toni___________ght there is fever in my veins D Bm Mama, dear F#m A All the love you gave D Bm I guess there's really nothing A Nothing much to save G See this place A Bm is as dirty as I feel myself G A There are still some riches D A At the Roosevelt G A That evening prayer, those memories Bm In my little bedroom, mama, on my knees A G That's where I'm at - Down in Los-Angeles D Bm F#m A And I____________ am burning out again D Bm F#m A And I____________ must rise above the shame D Bm F#m A Toni_____________ght there is fever in my veins, yeah G A Bm Oh, just think of the girl I used to be G A D You were my age once, mama, Twenty-three A G A I can still hear some of the songs you used to play Bm From that summer of love in '68 A G Seems it's turned into a winter of hate D Bm F#m A And I____________ am burning out again D Bm F#m A And I____________ must rise above the shame D Bm F#m A Toni_____________ght there is fever in my veins D Bm F#m A D Bm7 F#m A Toni_____________ght there is fever in my veins, yeah [Outro] D Bm F#m A D Bm F#m A D Bm F#m A D