L.A. Song

Intro: c (x2) 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, and 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 L.A. She's gotta gun, she's gotta a gun She gotta gun she call the lucky one She left a note up 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 L.A. (maj7) It's all she loves, it's all she hates It's all too 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 bullshit, again Cause he lied and he lied, and he lied and he lied He lied like a salesman selling flies So she screamed and she screamed, and she screamed and she screamed It's a different place, but the same old thing It's all I love, it's all I hate It's all too much for me to take I can't be sure where it begins Or if the good life lies within So she said, 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.... G to the end...