Lyrics:
I don't know why, I don't know why
I return to the scenes of these crimes
Where the hedgerows slowly wind
Through the ghosts of Beverly Drive
I
Beverly babe, babe, babe
Beverly babe, babe, babe
That's my beverly babe
My Beverly baby, oh what a lady
I'll drive anywhere, long as you drive me crazy
Beverly Hills
Beverly Hills
Beverly Hills
Beverly Hills
I don't wanna go home (I don't wanna go home)
I'm too busy in my zone (busy in my zone)
I'm
Hills but I'm Bel Air Dreaming
I'm in Beverly Hills but I'm Malibu Dreaming
Jumped in my Benz GLK took a drive too the Hampton's
That is half my ride X
Walkin' down Rodeo Drive, oh yeah
Beverly Hills, Beverly Hills
There's a Gucci store, it's open late
Beverly Hills, Beverly Hills
Friends, I'd do it
Some
got what you need
Won't drive it unless it's a bentley
Ooh Ooh Ooh Ms Beverly
Beverly Hills
One day you gonna need a vibe
Someone there′s that′s down
Never feeling out of place
Rodeo Drive or Skid Row
That was then
Inseparable like Beverly and Bill
But that was then
Didn't wanna change, thought we never
handle
You wanna drink and get cut like Rambo (Rambo)
And let me drive your Daddy's Lambo
Take me up to Beverly Hills to your Daddy's mansion
Let me
Beverly but classic oh
They've been a friend I've fallen in and out of love with
They've been mean to me but I'm madly infatuated
The ghost stories used
ghosts
When the car drives you see ghosts
When the car drives you see ghosts
When the car drives you see ghosts
I got that gold chain in my house
Wife
the Queen of Rodeo Drive
I am a Midwest boy
Straight from a small town with a voice
Screaming "I want her with me"
She could be the Hills to my Beverly
What can I do to get with you
Trips over seas Monaco
Gourmet meals caviar
Yachting with me Italy
Can I treat you shopping spree
Rodeo drive Beverly
goes
My mother apoplectic
What would the neighbours say
She isn't one for gossip
But she does it anyway
This is a song for 'Beverly'
This is a song for
qualified to drive the ghost train
Are you allowed to drive the ghost train
Claiming your seat on the ghost train
On the ghost train it don't come everyday
I need me a range rover
I pull up in any weather
I took her to one corner
She call me her ghost rider
She call me her ghost rider
Ghost rider, ghost
I used to go down on Beverly Drive
For the easiest girl, you could ever find
She was the queen of the right side of town
She’d lift your spirits,
the side fly by sex motion
Do a drive-by, fly high, fuck boastin'
Crack on mine, we merry eyed boatin', in the sea fishin'
Beverly Hill ho, Beverly Hill
1 2 3 4.
We'll ride coast to coast in my holy ghost.
Chrome wheel, fuel injected, high on hope.
Soul engines cruisin' on down the road.
Wind
Ghost, ghost, ghost ye, ghost
Ghost, ghost, ghost ye, ghost
Ghost, ghost, ghost ye, ghost
Ghost, ghost, ghost ye, ghost
'Tou sempre
they shit
I had niggas shootin' out from both sides
Ghost ride the hit, ghost ride the hit
Ghost ride
Fuck doin' drive-bys, when we slide
We doin'
It's a three-day drive if she drives all night
Says she's leavin' at the crack of dawn
Well, she might still be lyin' here with me
But in her
It's a three-day drive if she drives all night
Says she's leavin' at the crack of dawn
Well, she might still be lyin' here with me
But in her
You drive a pick-up truck, you crack me up
When you're drinking from your favorite coffee cup
You light a cigarette up
And rave about the flick
license registration? Please pull out your key
Who's up for a test drive? Who's up for a test drive?
You up for a test drive? You up for a test drive
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