Arcadia
My body is a map of L.A
- My body is a map of L.A
- I stand straight like an angel with a halo
- Hangin' out the Hilton Hotel window
- Screamin' "Heyo baby let's go"
- My chest the Sierra Madre
- My hips every high and byway
- That you trace with your fingertips like a Toyota
- Run your hands over me like a Land Rover
- In Arcadia Arcadia
- All roads that lead to you as integral to me as arteries
- That pump the blood that flows straight to the heart of me
- America America
- I can't sleep at home tonight send me a Hilton Hotel
- Or a cross on the hill I'm a lost little girl
- Findin' my way to ya
- Arcadia
- My body is a map of L.A
- And my heart is like paper I hate ya
- I'm not from the land of the palms so I know I can't stay here
- I'm not native but
- My curves San Gabriel all day
- And my lips like the fire licks the bay
- If you think that you know yourself you can come over
- Lay your hands on me like you're a Land Rover
- In Arcadia Arcadia
- All roads that lead to you as integral to me as arteries
- That get the blood flowing straight to the heart of me
- America I need a miracle
- I can't sleep at home tonight send me a Hilton Hotel
- Or a cross on the hill I'm a lost little girl
- Findin' my way to ya
- Arcadia
- They built me up three hundred feet tall just to tear me down
- So I'm leavin' with nothing but laughter and this town
- Arcadia
- Findin' my way to ya
- I'm leavin' them as I was five foot eight
- Western bound plus the hate that they gave
- By the way thanks for that on the way I'll pray for ya
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