Gm7 Gm6 Gm7 Gm6 2x Gm7 Gm6 Gm7 Gm6 She wants to live in LA Gm7 Gm6 Gm7 Gm6 Come put your ash in my tray Gm7 Gm6 Once upon a funky crime Gm7 Gm6 Gm7 We were standing in the line Gm6 Gm7 Gm6 And now, we're walking Melrose down to Vine Gm7 Gm6 I was asking her to live on my farm Gm7 Gm6 And she was telling me no not today Gm7 Gm6 I was telling her to do no harm Gm7 Gm6 And she was telling me she could not stay Gm7 Gm6 Gm7 Gm6 She'd rather live in LA Gm7 Gm6 Gm7 Gm6 Down in Marina Del Rey Eb Bb/D I love her, I need her F Gm Can't stop until I feed her Eb Bb/D I want her so badly C7 Hell no my name ain't Bradley Eb Bb/D I'd wash her and clean her F Gm Please tell me, have you seen her? Eb Bb/D Outlast her, drive past her C7 Margarita gonna be my master Eb Bb Bella cries and that's alright, she's F Gm Weeping on my shoulder again, well Eb Bb Bella lies and that's my type, I F Gm Wish that I could hold her Eb Bb Bella cries and that's alright, she's F Gm Leaking on my shoulder again, well Eb Bb Bella lies and that's my type, I C7 D7 Wish that I could hold Gm7 Gm6 Gm7 Gm6 She wants to live in LA Gm7 Gm6 Gm7 Gm6 Where every dog has her day Gm7 Gm6 Flip flops in the toaster now Gm7 Gm6 Scotch tape on this broken vow Gm7 Gm6 Gm7 Gm6 And wow, it's time to live without my puppy's chow Gm7 Gm6 I was asking her to live in the sticks Gm7 Gm6 And she was telling me there is no way Gm7 Gm6 The cheeky monkey was an anarchist Gm7 Gm6 And she was telling me she could not stay Gm7 Gm6 Gm7 Gm6 She'd rather live in LA Gm7 Gm6 Gm7 Gm6 Down in Marina Del Rey Eb Bb/D I love her, I need her F Gm Can't stop until I feed her Eb Bb/D I want her so badly C7 Hell no my name ain't Bradley Eb Bb Bella cries and that's alright, she's F Gm Weeping on my shoulder again, well Eb Bb Bella lies and that's my type, I F Gm Wish that I could hold her Eb Bb Bella cries and that's alright, she's F Gm Leaking on my shoulder again, well Eb Bb Bella lies and that's my type, I C7 D7 Wish that I could hold her Eb Bb F C Out on the country road, I sold my for---ty Eb Bb F C This comeback episode, hold on shor--ty Eb Yes, Frank Sinatra knows Bb The summer wind will blow C7 Eb And skinny mornings drop below Bb F C Eb Sold my for---ty Bb F C To Northern Jor--die Eb I'll tell you when I move Bb To hell and then I'll prove C7 The violin said, oh, woah, woah D7 And now the moment Eb F The one we notice Eb Bb F Gm Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Eb Bb F7 Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Eb Bb Bella cries and that's alright, she's F Gm Weeping on my shoulder again, well Eb Bb Bella lies and that's my type, I F Gm Wish that I could hold her Eb Bb Bella cries and that's alright, she's F Gm Leaking on my shoulder again, well Eb Bb Bella lies and that's my type, I C7 Wish that I could hold Eb Bb Bella F Gm Eb Bb Leaking on my shoulder again, that Bella F Gm Eb Bb Baby girl is on my team now, Bella F Gm Eb Bb C Weeping on my shoulder again, well, Bella
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