L.A. Please
L.A. Please
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How do you make it in this hell driven place?
A city of Angels that's fallen from grace.
Broken dreams, I can hear the starlets cry.
I'd do anything, just to stop living this lie.
L.A. PLEASE
Show me a sign, give me some hope
L.A. PLEASE
Open a door, throw me a rope
L.A. PLEASE
Your my lady, your my dope
L.A. PLEASE
Be an Angel to me
I had my schemes, like a million other folks.
I had time, till my age become the joke.
How did I miss, How did I miss my master stroke?
I'm feel lost, scared, I'm tired and broke.
L.A. PLEASE
Show me a sign, give me some hope
L.A. PLEASE
Open a door, throw me a rope
L.A. PLEASE
Your my lady, your my dope
L.A. PLEASE
Be an Angel to me
Walking down the Walk Of Fame
I always thought I'd step across my name
L.A. PLEASE
Show me a sign, give me some hope
L.A. PLEASE
Open a door, throw me a rope
L.A. PLEASE
Your my lady, your my dope
L.A. PLEASE
Be an Angel to me
L.A. PLEASE
Be an Angel to me
Copyright © 2010, Dan Griffith Music, All rights reserved