Pushstart Wagon - Los Angeles | Текст песни

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Los Angeles, she?s a lady all dressed up for a riot
With her hand on the remote control
She?s flippin? stations, watching car chases
Watching car chases

Seattle, she is lonely
Waiting in the northern woods
Soaking wet and green
Drinking caffeine

New York, New York
She?s resilient and rough
Hanging out under streetlights and laughing
And laughing, laughing
Laughing at the days to come
She?s laughing at the days to come

San Francisco, she wears fishnets
And high, high heels
With her lips open wide as she breathes out a sigh
Movin? slowly down the street with her back to the east
With her heart on her sleeve and her face to the sea
With her heart on her sleeve and her face to the sea

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