L.A. girls, please act your age You treat me like I have the plague It´s the Gyre and Gimble in the wabe L.A. girls, please act your age Sweeten up your lemonade
And meet me down at tower twenty-eight
I think I´m in whiplash I´m losing it mixing ammonia and bleach I get off at Pico and sell my possessions So you will know just how I feel I love your long hair But you just don´t care So please help me fathom this World without music And by the way, when can we talk?
L.A. girls, please act your age You treat me like I have the plague It´s the Gyre and Gimble in the wabe L.A. girls, please act your age Sweeten up your lemonade And meet me down at tower twenty-eight
So would you mind if I was pregnant? I´ll sleep on the edge of your bed Like Dante and Beatrice We´ll light up our candles But how is this going to end? The kids are asleep We´re haunting their dreams And some women swear it´s more painful than labor To die with your sins on your head
Does anybody love anybody as much as I love you, baby? Does anybody love anybody as much as I love you, baby? Does anybody love anybody as much as I love you, baby? Does anybody love anybody as much as I love you, baby?
Does anybody love anybody as much as I love you, baby? Does anybody love anybody as much as I love you, baby?
L.A. girls, please act your age You treat me like I have the plague It´s the Gyre and Gimble in the wabe L.A. girls, please act your age Sweeten up your lemonade And meet me down at tower twenty-eight