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DOGS OF L.A.
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The canyon air is like a breath of fresh l.a.
i was a star trek crew member, with my beatle boots and my super-8
and i raced you to the top, the camera gets a stuttered shot
of me approaching a painted shrine
i kissed the buddah and made him cry
i kissed the buddah and made him cry
georgie, i'm your friend
and the shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of l.a.
they hold the place like the mafia, and say, "run me around again."
The sawed-off tree trunks stand among the living palms
you were beaming as i focused in, and i panned along
and i raced you to the top, kicking snakes up from dusty rocks
young abe vigoda plays frankenstein
i kissed the buddah and made him cry
i kissed the buddah and made him cry
georgie, i'm your friend
and the shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of l.a.
they hold the place like the mafia, and say, "run me around again,
i wanna go again."
The shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of l.a.
they hold the place like the mafia, and say, "run me around again."
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The canyon air is like a breath of fresh l.a. i was a star trek crew member, with my beatle boots and my super-8 and i raced you to the top, the camera gets a stuttered shot of me approaching a painted shrine i kissed the buddah and made him cry i kissed the buddah and made him cry georgie, i'm your friend and the shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of l.a. they hold the place like the mafia, and say, "run me around again." The sawed-off tree trunks stand among the living palms you were beaming as i focused in, and i panned along and i raced you to the top, kicking snakes up from dusty rocks young abe vigoda plays frankenstein i kissed the buddah and made him cry i kissed the buddah and made him cry georgie, i'm your friend and the shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of l.a. they hold the place like the mafia, and say, "run me around again, i wanna go again." The shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of l.a. they hold the place like the mafia, and say, "run me around again."
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