Roses Grow
Concrete Blonde
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L.A Who'da thought Right smack dab in the middle of what With the belching buses And broken bones Devil pour me another shot! Hey, hey L.A. Who'da thought L.A. After closing when it's down to me And the same old souls Well Johnny's all right if you buy him a gin He'll tell you his stories about Errol Flynn He even danced with Marilyn! No way! That's what they say Devil pour me another shot! Hey, hey L.A. Who'da thought Up through the cracks Up through the broken glass In the hot red light of a black and white Roses grow Roxy is in tonight She's styling around in her fishnet tights And she's got more life at 65 Than the teenage boys she keeps up all night Heavy metal Young hard cock What, can't you handle that kind of talk? The strippers here they really rock Devil pour me another shot! Hey, hey L.A. Who'da thought Up through the cracks Up through the broken glass In the hot red light of a black and white Roses grow Up through the glass (Up through the glass) Up through the broken glass (Up through the broken glass) In the hot red light of a black and white (In the hot red of a black and white) Roses grow Roses grow Roses grow Roses grow
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Written by: JOHNETTE LIN NAPOLITANO
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