She had to leave - Los Angeles
All her toys wore out in black
And her boys had too
She had started to hate
Every nigger and jew
Every mexican that gave her lotta shit
Every homosexual and the idle rich
She had to get out, get out
get out, get out, get out, get out
Chorus
She gets confused
Flying over the dateline
Her hands turn red
Cause the days change to night
change in an instant
days change to night,
change in an instant
She had to leave - Los Angeles
She found it hard to say goodbye
to her own best friend
she bought a clock on Hollywood Blvd.
the day she left
It felt sad, it felt sad, it felt sad
She had to get out, get out
get out, get out, get out, get out
Chorus
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