"L.A. Made Me"
(L.A won't let me go, L.A owns...)
Baby, baby one without a name
Can't you see they're pouring you down the drain
I know, I know, I know, I know
Painted lady, crying their on the side
Poured her heart out, kissing 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 you 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 you say
L.A, L.A why are you tearing her apart?
L.A, L.A why are you spitting on her heart?
L.A, L.A why so shady?
She said: L.A made me...
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