| Gold hair shinin' in the sun in the back of a Cadillac
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| Ripped jeans pullin' you tight
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| How Does It Feel by D’Angelo playin' on the radio
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| Glass cold, gripped in your hand
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| And a bottle of Cognac
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| Up late, howlin' at the moon in the heart of Los Angeles
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| (Oh) Yeah
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| I wonder who is gonna love you
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| I wonder who is gonna love you
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| If it ain’t me
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| If it ain’t me
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| If it ain’t me
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| I wonder who is gonna love you
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| I fall in love the more you ignore me
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| Conversation gets stale, conversation gets boring
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| Missed calls, and unread texts
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| But none of them are important, none of them are from you
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| (Oh) Yeah
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| I wonder who is gonna love you
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| I wonder who is gonna love you
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| If it ain’t me
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| If it ain’t me
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| If it ain’t me
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| I wonder who is gonna love you
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| Tattoos fadin' in the sun in the back of a Cadillac
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| Up late, high on cocaine in the heart of Los Angeles
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| And I wonder, and I wonder
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| Who you’re under
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| Does he do it like me
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| He don’t do it like me
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| (Oh) Yeah
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| I wonder who is gonna love you
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| I wonder who is gonna love you
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| If it ain’t me
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| If it ain’t me
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| If it ain’t me
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| I wonder who is gonna love you
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| If it ain’t me
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| In the heart of Los Angeles
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| My heart is lost, my heart is lost
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| In the heart of Los Angeles
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| My heart is lost, my heart is lost
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| In the heart of Los Angeles
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| My heart is lost, my heart is lost
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| In the heart of Los Angeles
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| My heart is lost, my heart is lost |