Accords et paroles L.A. Song Beth Hart

L.A. Song

Beth Hart

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         She hangs around the boulevard             
         She's a local girl with local scars
         She got home late she got home late          
         She drank so hard the bottle ached
         And she tried and she tried and she tried and she tried
         But nothing's clear in a bar full of flies
         So she takes and she takes she takes and she takes
         She understands when she gives it away
                        She says man I gotta get out of this town         
                        Man I gotta get out of this pain   
                        Man I gotta get out of this town   
                        Out of this town and out of L.A.         
                             
         She's gotta gun she's gotta a gun
         She gotta gun she call the lucky one
         She left a note up by the phone
         Don't leave a message cause this ain't no home
         And she cried and she cried and she cried and she cried          
         She cried so long her tears ran dry               
         And she laughed and she laughed she laughed and she laughed
         Cause she knew she was never comin' back                 
                        She said man I'm gonna get out of this town       
                        Man I'm gonna get out of this pain
                        Man I'm gonna get out of this town
                        Out of this town and out of L.A.         
                                                                             (maj7)
                                      It's all she loves it's all she hates
                                      It's all too much for her to take      
                                      She can't be sure just where it ends
                                      Or where the good life begins
         So she took a train she took a train                             
         To a little old town without a name               
         She met a man he took her in                     
         But fed her all the same bullshit again                 
         Cause he lied and he lied and he lied and he lied                
         He lied like a salesman selling flies             
         So she screamed and she screamed and she screamed and she screamed
         It's a different place but the same old thing           
                                      It's all I love it's all I hate     
                                      It's all too much for me to take
                                      I can't be sure where it begins
                                      Or if the good life lies within
                        So she said man I gotta get out of this town
                        Now I gotta get back on that train
                        Man I gotta get out of this town
                        I'm out of my pain so I'm goin' back to L.A.                            
                        Back to L.A back to L.A.                      
                        I'm goin' back to L.A.
                        I'm goin' back to L.A....
                                                                                G to the end...

L.A. Song

Beth Hart