Bài hát Arcadia [Bản MP3] Báo Lỗi

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

But you'll need a miracle

America