<< Life Beyond L.a. >>
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--- Ambrosia
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(Pack - Drummond)
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Sometimes I think about the only way
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That I'll ever see life beyond L.A. is dying
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I sit in the corner of a hotel room
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With a room service menu and I'm looking at the moon,
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I'm crying
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I'm out here waiting, praying, trying to keep from sayin'
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That I don't miss you, though I do
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You've got me shaking, praying, trying to keep from sayin'
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That I don't miss you, though I do,
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You know I do...
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Livin' out here you soon come to know
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That it ain't how good you are as much as who you know and how you fake it
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Working this dive it's a matter of time
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'Cause I'm a good lead player got a way with a line
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And I can make it
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And when the day breaks dawn
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Something is in my room
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When all my faith is gone
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Something begets my gloom
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I'm out here waiting, praying, trying to keep from sayin'
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That I don't miss you, though I do
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You've got me shaking, playing, trying to keep from sayin'
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That I don't miss you, though I do
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Well, you know I do.
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Yes.I do
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Sometimes I think about the only time
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That I'll ever be happy in my own mind is dying...
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Life Beyond L.A.
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| Ambrosia |
