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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 outta this town Man I gotta get outta this pain Man I gotta get outta this town Outta this town & out of L.A. She's got a gun, she's got a gun She got a gun she calls the lucky one She left a note right 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 Then 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 outta this town Man I'm gonna get outta this pain Man I'm gonna get outta this town Outta this town & out of L.A. 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 sellin' 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 Yeah and now I gotta get back on that train Man I gotta get out of this town I'm outta my pain So I'm goin' back to L.A. |
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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 outta this town Man I gotta get outta this pain Man I gotta get outta this town Outta this town & out of L.A. She's got a gun, she's got a gun She got a gun she calls the lucky one She left a note right 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 Then 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 outta this town Man I'm gonna get outta this pain Man I'm gonna get outta this town Outta this town & out of L.A. 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 sellin' 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 Yeah and now I gotta get back on that train Man I gotta get out of this town I'm outta my pain So I'm goin' back to L.A. |
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