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West Indian Girl
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To Die In LA
Lyricist:Francis Paul Fazzina, Mark Lewis, Mariqueen Arrabaca Maandig, Robert John Schurgin, Erich Nathan Van Hala, Amy Douglas White
We see bright lights, another day, I'm waking up Into the street, stay on beat, here it comes Believe, so I get high to lift myself, remembering I'm running late, I'm running late, here it comes
And you don't know how you got there You don't know why you got there
Inside, Sunday, Monday, pass the time away Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Friday, Saturday's on, here it comes La, dee, da and the world's a song that plays along La, dee, da, dee, day to die in LA
And you don't know how you got there You don't know why you got there
Looking outside outside of yourself
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