White white teeth, dark dark skin Long blond hair, Botox grin This is what you need to be 'Cause this what is real beauty
It's all about her, 'cause she's an out out sell She'll trade her soul for a burning hell Perfect plastic nails shall melt On the fingers of the hand she delt 'Cause what she's got just ain't enough Oh life's a catwalk, life is tough
Yeah... This is LA, this is LA, LA The achromatic city, where the people are so gray LA, this is LA, this is LA
Why don't you try to shout out loud That personal faults are quite allowed It's pudding proof that we are real And she's a hamster on their wheel
Yet who am I and who are you We were so empty, almost see-through White white teeth are such a must But sweetheart you can't dazzle us With smiles that always remind me Of fallen flowers and rising weeds
This is LA, this is LA, LA The achromatic city, where the people are so gray LA, this is LA, this is LA
Yeah... This is LA, this is LA, LA The achromatic city, where the people are so gray LA, this is LA, this is LA
Come come flash your clean clean cash Gleaming on the outside but your teaming with decay Please don't make me stay, don't make me stay Please don't make me stay another dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
