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Run Off To LA

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  • 作词 : S. Crow/D.A. Coe/RJ Ritchie
    作曲 : S. Crow/D.A. Coe/RJ Ritchie
    One, two, one, two, three, four
    Ohh, yeah, yeah
    This here ain't no love song and it ain't for you
    It's for the folks who relate to what
    I've been going through
    It's for the forty hour overtimer working man
    And to the good women out there,
    I know you'll understand
    Why don't you run off to
    L.A. and lose your mind?
    Get some energy doctor to tell you everything is fine
    We can still be friends like you talk about
    But first give me back them pearls
    And the keys to my ******* house, get out
    They say all we need is just a little patience
    But what do you do when your woman is too high maintenance, yeah
    I'm hating to admit it even if it's your wife
    Tell her pack your ****
    And take the first train out of my life, oh yeah
    It's a classic line, baby,
    I just wanna be friends
    But baby, my friends don't have keys to my
    Mercedes Benz, no
    I think I know what you mean, you wanna talk and such
    Tell me all your problems but we don't ****, ain't that right?
    I had plenty of friends 'fore
    I met you,
    I don't need no more
    So now I think it's time you started heading out for the door
    And even though
    I feel real bad tonight
    Please pack your ****
    And take the first train out of my life, oh, yeah
    They say all we need is just a little patience, yeah
    But what do you do when your woman is too high maintenance,
    I knowI'm hating to admit it even if it's your wife
    Tell her pack your bags and take the first train out of my life
    Ohh, ohhWhy don't you run off to
    L.A. and lose your mind?
    You got fifteen minutes and
    I think you're wasting time, yeah
    It's easy to see when you've lost your mind
    But here I'll be when you decide to come back blind, ooh
    You were a midwest girl who say she like to drink beer and hang
    And now you're walking red carpets, talking
    New York hip hop slang
    And even though
    I might break down and cry tonight
    Please pack your ****
    And take the first train out of my life, oh, yeah, yeah
    Why don't you run off to
    L.A., why don't you run off to
    L.A.?Why don't you run off to
    L.A., why don't you run off to
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    L.A., why don't you run off to
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    L.A., why don't you run off to
    L.A.?Why don't you run off to
    L.A., why don't you run off to
    L.A.?
  • 作词 : S. Crow/D.A. Coe/RJ Ritchie
    作曲 : S. Crow/D.A. Coe/RJ Ritchie
    One, two, one, two, three, four
    Ohh, yeah, yeah
    This here ain't no love song and it ain't for you
    It's for the folks who relate to what
    I've been going through
    It's for the forty hour overtimer working man
    And to the good women out there,
    I know you'll understand
    Why don't you run off to
    L.A. and lose your mind?
    Get some energy doctor to tell you everything is fine
    We can still be friends like you talk about
    But first give me back them pearls
    And the keys to my ******* house, get out
    They say all we need is just a little patience
    But what do you do when your woman is too high maintenance, yeah
    I'm hating to admit it even if it's your wife
    Tell her pack your ****
    And take the first train out of my life, oh yeah
    It's a classic line, baby,
    I just wanna be friends
    But baby, my friends don't have keys to my
    Mercedes Benz, no
    I think I know what you mean, you wanna talk and such
    Tell me all your problems but we don't ****, ain't that right?
    I had plenty of friends 'fore
    I met you,
    I don't need no more
    So now I think it's time you started heading out for the door
    And even though
    I feel real bad tonight
    Please pack your ****
    And take the first train out of my life, oh, yeah
    They say all we need is just a little patience, yeah
    But what do you do when your woman is too high maintenance,
    I knowI'm hating to admit it even if it's your wife
    Tell her pack your bags and take the first train out of my life
    Ohh, ohhWhy don't you run off to
    L.A. and lose your mind?
    You got fifteen minutes and
    I think you're wasting time, yeah
    It's easy to see when you've lost your mind
    But here I'll be when you decide to come back blind, ooh
    You were a midwest girl who say she like to drink beer and hang
    And now you're walking red carpets, talking
    New York hip hop slang
    And even though
    I might break down and cry tonight
    Please pack your ****
    And take the first train out of my life, oh, yeah, yeah
    Why don't you run off to
    L.A., why don't you run off to
    L.A.?Why don't you run off to
    L.A., why don't you run off to
    L.A.?Why don't you run off to
    L.A., why don't you run off to
    L.A.?Why don't you run off to
    L.A., why don't you run off to
    L.A.?Why don't you run off to
    L.A., why don't you run off to
    L.A.?