L.A. Made Me

(L.A ain't gonna' let me go, L.A owns my...)

Baby, baby one without a name,
can't you see they're pouring you down the drain...?
(I know, I know, I know, I know...)

Painted lady, crying their on the side,
poured her heart out, kissing him for a ride...
(I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know...)

Boy,
tell me, tell me why are you in it for the dough?
Tell me, tell me why are you selling out your soul?
Tell me, tell me why my baby?
(I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do what you say...)
L.A, L.A why are you tearing her apart?
L.A, L.A why are you spitting on her heart?
L.A, L.A why so shady...?

She said: "L.A made me..."
She said: "L.A made me..."

Stranger, stranger told you what to say,
left and dangered, took all your money...
(I know, I know, I know, I know... shhh...)

Maybe, maybe leave without a sound,
watch yourself, L.A. don't mess around,
(I know, I know, I know, I know,)
Do you really understand...?
(I know, I know, I know...)

Tell me, tell me why are you in it for the dough?
Tell me, tell me why are you selling out your soul?
Tell me, tell me why my baby...?
(I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do what you say...)
L.A, L.A why are you tearing her apart?
L.A, L.A why are you spitting on her heart?
L.A, L.A why so shady...?
(I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do what you say...)

She said, she said:
"L.A ain't gonna' let me go,
L.A owns my soul...
L.A ain't gonna' let me go,
L.A owns my soul..."

Uh, you gonna' get it,
gonna' get it good,
uh, you gonna' get it good...

She said: "L.A made me..."
She said: "L.A made me..."

L.A ain't gonna' let me go,
L.A owns my soul...
L.A ain't gonna' let me go,
L.A owns my soul...

(L.A ain't gonna' let me go,
L.A owns my soul...)

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It says "ain't gonna'" not "won't" listen carefully to the song...



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Writer(s): Brendan Johnson, Alexz Johnson, Orange Music
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