Los AnGeles

Los Angeles's so far And the urge to kill is near They act like they're not scared, no, no, no, no They'll be calling soon Wah-oh-oh-oh, wah-oh-oh-oh Wah-oh-oh, wah-oh-oh Take my tears, they're gonna break me Wah-oh-oh, wah-oh-oh Now I'm sure I can't wear a warning At the drive-in, Blue Lorenza Urge, it disappears She lives to dance at Mason's Bar, every last night to Prince's kisses And the vultures scream Wah-oh-oh-oh, wah-oh-oh-oh Wah-oh-oh, wah-oh-oh Take my tears, they're gonna break me Wah-oh-oh, wah-oh-oh I'm not sure I could wear a warning And all those times I went to see her dance Forgot to think So hard to get somewhere To be her man To be her man To be her man Damn, she kills me Wah-oh-oh, wah-oh-oh Take my tears, they're gonna break me Wah-oh-oh, wah-oh-oh And I'm sure you could wear a warning Wah-oh-oh, wah-oh-oh Take my tears, they're gonna break me Wah-oh-oh, wah, oh, oh