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Rendez-vous sur la Cienega 
Prends ta voiture jusque là bas 
Je serais là 
Rendez-vous sur la Cienega 
Tu connais le chemin je compte sur toi
Rendez-vous sur la Cienega 
Prends ta voiture jusque là bas 
Je serais là 
Rendez-vous sur la Cienega 
Tu connais le chemin je compte sur toi
close in the back of my mind
Feels so good but damn it makes me hurt
And I'm too scared to know how I feel about you now
La Cienega just smiled, "see you
Hey, moocher
See the cat on Cienega Blvd.
Hey, he's the moocher

Listen here mooch
Why you always comin' round my crib
Your borrowin' my cow
Yeah we got drunk on La Cienega Boulevard
Taking pictures of people we thought were stars
It's easy to give in to your heart
When you're drunk
you-shaped thoughts inside my head, like
I keep pushing them right into you
La Cienega, where I remember you

And I remember you told me (told me)
That we
that I didn't smoke
But I thanked her for the offer
I thought I might just ask her name
Instead I made a left

(Murs)
On 3rd and La Cienega
Can't front I
pilonnes et la Cienega 
J'prends des taxis jaunes sur des quatre voies 
Qu'un taxi fun aphone je chante tout bas 
"I will always love you"

Garçon
like to buy La Cienega Boulevard. No, that wouldn't do any good. Gee, I wonder if they can see me up here, twirling my tambourine and dancing...
Maybe
So woah to those who owe
From one oh four five six to nine oh two one oh
I'm sippin' on pina colada
Two blocks off La Cienega, at the Ramada
But
Braveheart
Don't start what you can't finish, serious business
Down La Cienega to bust a left on Venice
Where you can find me and mine Los Angeles Times
Braveheart
Don't start what you can't finish, serious business
Down La Cienega to bust a left on Venice
Where you can find me and mine Los Angeles Times
VIRGINIA HAVING FUN
FOUR MONTHS IN L.A. SHIT THIS A JOB WELL DONE
CROSSING LA CIENEGA TO GET SOMETHING TO EAT
AND I BE DAMNED IF I ain't DROP MY PHONE RIGHT
beat me
La Cienega and Hill, yeah, that's where my homeboy got killed
In the alley where they tried to shoot my moms, damn
First time I ever thought

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