Dogs Of L.A. lyrics

Song information

Artist: Liz Phair
Album: Whip-Smart

Lyrics

The canyon air is like a breath of fresh l.a
I was a star trek crew member, with my beatle boots and my super-8
And I raced you to the top, the camera gets a stuttered shot
Of me approaching a painted shrine
I kissed the buddah and made him cry
I kissed the buddah and made him cry
Georgie, I'm your friend
And the shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of l.a
They hold the place like the mafia, and say, "run me around again."

The sawed-off tree trunks stand among the living palms
You were beaming as I focused in, and I panned along
And I raced you to the top, kicking snakes up from dusty rocks
Young abe vigoda plays frankenstein
I kissed the buddah and made him cry
I kissed the buddah and made him cry
Georgie, I'm your friend
And the shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of l.a
They hold the place like the mafia, and say, "run me around again
I wanna go again."

The shit-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of l.a
They hold the place like the mafia, and say, "run me around again."

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

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