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L.A. GUNS
Well it was raining that December I was turning 23 On my way to Hollywood via Tennessee I was looking for adventure I was hooked on L.S.D. I was dreamin' bout the girls That were goin' down on me I'll just stay and spend the night With you 'cause I know you ain't Got nothing better to do Well I was feeling pretty thin It was lookin' pretty grim Got a herd of hurdy gurdies At the Rainbow Bar & Grill Well she ain't too fuckin' pretty But she ain't my fuckin' wife As long as I don't end up On the back side of her knife I'll just stay and spend the night With you 'cause I know you ain't Got nothing better to do So I hooked up with a band Second baddest in the land Eating sushi in Oklahoma Smokin' green bud in Japan But the wheels they keep on turnin' 20 people in the crowd But I love to hear 'em scream When we're bringin' down the house I'll just stay and spend the night With you 'cause I know you ain't Got nothing better to do
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