L.A. Song

L.A. Song - The Hit Crew

She hangs around the boulevard

She's a local girl with local scars

She got home late she got home late

She drank so hard the bottle ached

And she tried and she tried she tried and she tried

But nothing's clear in a bar full of flies

So she takes and she takes she takes and she takes

She understands when she gives it away

She says man I gotta get out of this town

Man I gotta get out of this pain

Man I gotta get out of this town

Out of this town and out of LA

She's got a gun; she's got a gun

She got a gun she called the lucky one

She left a note by the phone

Don't leave a message cause this ain't no home

And she cried and she cried

And she cried and she cried

She cried so long her tears ran dry

And she laughed and she laughed

She laughed and she laughed

Cause she knew she was never comin back

She said man I'm gonna get out of this town

Man I'm gonna get out of this pain

Man I'm gonna get out of this town

Out of this town and out of LA

It's all she loves Its all she hates

It's all to much for her to take

She can't be sure just where it ends

Or where the good life begins

So she took a train she took a train

To a little old town without a name

She met a man he took her in

But fed her all the same b******t again

'Cause he lied and he lied he lied and he lied

He lied like a salesman sellin flies

So she screamed and she screamed

She screamed and she screamed

It's a different place but the same old thing

It's all I love Its all I hate

It's all to much for me to take

I can't be sure where it begins

Or if the good life lies within

She says man I gotta get out of this town

Now I gotta get back on that train

Man I gotta get out of this town

I'm out of my pain so I'm goin back to L A

Back to L A

Back to L A

I'm goin back to L A

I'm goin back to L A