You exhaust me, you know
Bellowing black exhaust pipe smoke
And the smog won't wash from this unsuitable immigrant skin
Such a villainous grace
I don't know what you've done to your face
Some nights I can't figure out quite where your heart is

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Oh Los Angeles, be kind
No more trouble or red lights
I can learn to love you in good time
Oh Los Angeles, be kind

I read you all wrong
So I get drunk just to feel I belong
By a river so dry it's barely a river at all
And we suck one another at night
Fire pistols and cover our eyes
And we waltz unseen behind Hollywood's ballroom doors

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Oh Los Angeles, be kind
No more headaches or fist fights
We can love each other, it just takes time
Oh Los Angeles, be kind
Take me to bed with a pain killer, and say good night
Oh Los Angeles, be kind