"L.A. Made Me"
(L.A won't let me go, L.A owns...)
Baby, baby one without a name
Can't tu see they're pouring tu down the drain
I know, I know, I know, I know
Painted lady, crying their on the side
Poured her corazón out, besar him for a ride
I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
Boy
Tell me, tell me why are in it for the dough?
Tell me, tell me why are tu selling out your soul?
Tell me, tell me why my baby?
I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do what tu say
L.A, L.A why are tu tearing her apart?
L.A, L.A why are tu spitting on her heart?
L.A, L.A why so shady?
She said: L.A made me...
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