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Kishore Kumar Hits — Pacific Radio - L.a. Is Pretty (But It's Killing Me) текст песни

Исполнитель: Pacific Radio

альбом: Pretty, but Killing Me

But L.A. is pretty, but it's killin' me
Your pictures are perfect in the magazine
So get off my back
Give me one second to breathe
A moment to think
I'm dried up right now
But I'd kill for a drink
You're pretty, you're killin' me
I thought you were special, until you drank me dry
I called you for help, but you wouldn't reply
And I guess that was that
Guess that you found someone different
More special than me
Now I'm kickin' these converse down Sycamore Street
L.A. you drank me dry
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Dear mom, I miss you, I think that I'm comin' home
So many faces and I'm all alone
So what you think about that
That Midwest is goddamn impressive
So good to me
Now I'm missin' them seasons
The fall and the leaves
I miss you and I'm comin' home
Yeah, I'm missin' them seasons
The fall and the leaves
I miss you and I'm comin' home

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