LA Models

She started Sunday drinking Rose with her homies at the Nice Guy Sippin' on some bubbly Ended up with Leo over at the Chateau doin' white lines Like the Wolf of Wall Street She's at my door, we're on the floor We've done this dance about a thousand times While I was sleepin', she was creepin' 'Round the city in her thigh highs, thigh highs I don't know, but baby, I've been told These LA models gonna steal my soul Drinks get stronger and the nights get old Tell my mama I ain't comin' home From Monday to Sunday I can't say no I don't know, but baby, I've been told These LA models gonna steal my soul She dates a lawyer that's a pretty good employer when you're 18 Mama get that money Yeah he's older but it's better than promoters at The Roxy Smile like you love me But at my shows she knows the words And every note she sings along with me Then drops my label just to try to get a table And some free drinks, on me I don't know, but baby, I've been told These LA models gonna steal my soul Drinks get stronger and the nights get old Tell my mama I ain't comin' home From Monday to Sunday I can't say no I don't know, but baby, I've been told These LA models gonna steal my soul She's got me down on both my knees You've never seen a better thief That kiss tastes so liquor sweet Every time I try to leave Need her like a bad disease These blue eyes my mama stole Have never had much self control It takes two to rock and roll Maybe I'm the weaker soul Heaven only knows I don't know, but baby, I've been told These LA models gonna steal my soul (my soul) Drinks get stronger and the nights get old Tell my mama I ain't comin' home (I ain't comin' home) From Monday to Sunday I can't say no (I can't say no) I don't know, but baby, I've been told (yeah I've been told) These LA models gonna steal my soul Oh no, no, no, no, no These LA models gonna steal your soul And I know, I know, I know These LA models gonna steal your soul