Stuck in L.A., ain't got no friends
And so Hollywood nuts,
Too
You know you love your man
Two hundred miles an hour
Drinking
Cheap lips lie into hungry ears
Well backsliding Julie borned in
I'm going all the way
Tonight's the night
I'm gonna give my
So scared I never been
Too hard to keep it in
Good
Suddenly now
I'm beginning to see clear
Well I'm free again
Making me
You're the kinda of girl
You can't get next to
Shylying when
Come from the suburbs into the city
They say you can