She wants to live in LA Come put your ash in my tray
Once upon a funky crime We were standing in the line And now, we're walking Melrose down to Vine
I was asking her to live on my farm And she was telling me no not today I was telling her to do no harm And she was telling me she could not stay
She'd rather live in LA Down in Marina Del Rey
I love her, I need her Can't stop until I feed her I want her so badly Hell no my name ain't Bradley
I'd wash her and clean her Please tell me, have you seen her? Outlast her, drive past her Margarita gonna be my master
Bella cries and that's alright, she's Weeping on my shoulder again, well Bella lies and that's my type, I Wish that I could hold her Bella cries and that's alright, she's Leaking on my shoulder again, well Bella lies and that's my type, I Wish that I could hold
She wants to live in LA Where every dog has her day
Flip flops in the toaster now Scotch tape on this broken vow And wow, it's time to live without my puppy's chow
I was asking her to live in the sticks And she was telling me there is no way The cheeky monkey was an anarchist And she was telling me she could not stay
She'd rather live in LA Down in Marina Del Rey
I love her, I need her Can't stop until I feed her I want her so badly Hell no my name ain't Bradley
Bella cries and that's alright, she's Weeping on my shoulder again, well Bella lies and that's my type, I Wish that I could hold her Bella cries and that's alright, she's Leaking on my shoulder again, well Bella lies and that's my type, I Wish that I could hold her
Out on the country road, I sold my 40 This comeback episode, hold on shorty Yes, Frank Sinatra knows The summer wind will blow And skinny mornings drop below
Sold my 40 To Northern Jordie I'll tell you when I move To hell and then I'll prove The violin said, oh, woah, woah And now the moment The one we notice
Bella cries and that's alright, she's Weeping on my shoulder again, well Bella lies and that's my type, I Wish that I could hold her Bella cries and that's alright, she's Leaking on my shoulder again, well Bella lies and that's my type, I Wish that I could hold Bella Leaking on my shoulder again, that Bella Baby girl is on my team now, Bella Weeping on my shoulder again, well, Bella
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