| Hot nights couldn’t get that much longer
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| Bare boned in the heat of the summer
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| Red light flashes out of a window
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| Like alley cats we soak it up, we mix and we mingle
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| Stolen cars on the strip down at sunset
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| Livin days like these hours are tragic
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| Ask the kids on the street what’s been shakin
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| How long till I waste away in Hollywood Hollows
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| Hey babe let’s go to LA
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| Head west don’t delay
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| It’s the witching hour
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| Your a west coast sensation
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| Standard deviation
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| Got your gold rush migration to pay
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| In the night oh her spirit she greets me
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| Visions, signs only serve to haunt me
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| White dove, on the wings she flies me
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| How long will I waste away in Hollywood Hollows
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| She won’t let me be
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| LA won’t let me be
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| Set my soul free
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| She won’t let me be
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| Hey babe let’s go to LA
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| Head west don’t delay
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| It’s the witching hour
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| Your a west coast sensation
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| Media fixation
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| Got your gold rush migration to pay |