She hangs around the boulevard
She´s a local girl with local scars
She got home late
She drank so hard the bottle ached
and she tried

but nothin´s clear in a bar full a flies
So she takes
She understands when she gives it away
She says
Man I gotta get outta this town
Man I gotta get outta this pain
Man I gotta get outta this town
Outta this town & out of L.A.
She´s gotta gun
She got a gun she calls the lucky one
She left a note right by the phone
Don´t leave a message ´cause this ain´t no home
and she cried
She cried so long her tears ran dry
Then she laughed
´Cause she knew she was never comin´ back
She said
Man I´m gonna get outta this town

Man I´m gonna get outta this pain
Man I´m gonna get outta this town
Outta this town & out of L.A.
It´s all she loves It´s all she hates It´s all too much for her
to take she can´t be sure just where it ends or where
the good life begins
So she took a train
to a little old town without a name
She met a man he took her in
but fed her all the same bullshit again
´Cause he lied
he lied like a salesman sellin´ flies
So she screamed
it´s a different place
but the same old thang
It´s all I love It´s all I hate It´s all too much for me to take

I can´t be sure where it begins or if the good life lies within
So she said
Man I gotta get out of this town
Yeah now I gotta get back on that train
Man I gotta get out of this town
I´m outta my pain
So I´m goin´ back to L.A.