Stuck in L.A., ain't got no friends And so Hollywood nuts, too many dead ends Life on the streets is no where to live Do I pack my bags or dare switch Just sold my car, I sold it for junk I can't pay my rent so I take the bus It's the first time I been in such a cold place Where the temperature is 88
CHORUS: 88 degrees Lord it's so hot, so damn hot Trying to make a deal But somehow I'm stopped Cause the pace is so heavy Maybe it cause the weather Yeah, yeah
I'm set in the mood for you You remember the time You remember the time
Yes, I'm the deal for a whole lot of dough I'm hoping success turns ten years to gold Finally I'm happening and I set in the press You ask me what it's like to be famous
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Remember the time Cause when in your face You could start to get angry Is it me or just this place One thing is for sure You got to work so hard Sure feels this ain't no place for broken hearts Just ask me tomorrow if you love you
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Stuck in L.A., ain't go no friends And so Hollywood nuts, too many dead ends Life on the streets is no where to live You ask me what it's like to be famous
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