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White on white
Light,
B. I. L. L. I. E. H. O. L. I. D. A. Y.
B. I. L. L. I. E. H. O. L. I. D. A. Y.
B. I. L. L. I. E. H. O. L. I. D. A. Y.
B. I. L. L. I. E. H. O. L. I.
want to go in the south of France,
Gonna end our big romance. Don't you do it.

Honey, don't leave L. A., that Riviera is so far away.
Begging you
sinks, you know that all you really get is wet! 

Move over Ms. L.
You know I wish you well
Move over Ms. L. you know I wish you well
Move over Ms. L.
sinks, you know that all you really get is wet! 

[Chorus:]
Move over Ms. L.
You know I wish you well
Move over Ms. L. you know I wish you well
Move
Racer
Odd World
we get a living
that came in our possession

P. L. A. Y. S. T. A. T. I. O. N.
P. L. A. Y. S. T. A. T. I. O. N.
P. L. A. Y. S. T. A.
L. Ron Hoover:
Welcome to the First Church of Appliantology! The WHITE ZONE is for loading and unloading only!

Don't you be Tarot-fied
It's just
The sun is shining; the grass is green
The orange and palm trees sway
There's never been such a day in Beverly hills l. a.
But it's December
lonely days in a brown L. A. haze 
And I just want you back by my side 

Yes, it's been quite a summer 
Rented cars and west-bound trains 
And now
L-L-L 
L-L-Listen 
Listen T-L-L
Listen to my hearbeat.
L-L, L-L-L, L-L-L-L-Linda
L-L, L-L-L, L-L-L-L-Linda

When I go to sleep
I never count sheep
I count all the char-are-are-arms 
About L-L
L. A.'s fine the sun shines most the time
And the feelin' is laid back
Palm trees grow and rents are low

But you know I keep thinkin' 'bout
L. A.'s fine the sun shines most the time
And the feelin' is laid back
Palm trees grow and rents are low

But you know I keep thinkin' 'bout
L. A.'s fine the sun shines most the time
And the feelin' is laid back
Palm trees grow and rents are low

But you know I keep thinkin' 'bout
I've been running from Memphis to L. A.
Had an appointment set sometime for today,
And if I don't be there by morning
You know that I must have gone
l let you
smart . . . he goes out . . . and pays a lot of money to l. ron hoover . . . at the first . . . at the pch . . . hem . . . he goes out . . . and pays
L. Coleman/N. Gimbel

Come closer, my love, and you'll hear my tale. It'll make you cold. It'll turn you pale.
It's a tale of a man's never ending
still need to lean to
Somebody I can sing to

Please come to L. A. and live forever
California life alone is just too hard to build
I live in a house
You gotta live somehow.

Miss plaza suite, suite 99.
She walks the street, for the L. A. Times.
Miss plaza suite, in your stocking feet.
Yeah, well
(l. caston - l. hurtado)


Seconds pass so very fast
I was watching perfect time
Let me share each day with you
Love you through the sands of time
A-T-L, crusin' in da A-T-L
Crusin' in da A-T-L, crusin' in da A-T-L
I'm running free.
I'm running free yeah, Oh I'm running free.

Spent the night in an L. A. jail, and listened to the sirens wail.
They ain't got
Written by John Curulewski, Paul Beaver, B. L. Krause
Lead Vocals by John Curulewski

Krakatoa you've changed your ways
from evil days.
Oh I

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