Enemies Songtext
von Magic City Hippies

Fire on the west coast
Make a list of your enemies
Find a way to let go
Playing tricks on your memory, oh yeah

I love it when you get it with your gold on
When you get it, we can go all night
I love it when you get it with your gold on
Fire on the west coast, making love to your enemies too

There′s a lot of ways to lose
It's the lottery with you
There′s a lot of ways, it's true
It's the lottery with you


Fire on the west coast
Take a trip to the evergreen
Find a way to get home
Staying lost on I-70, playing hits from the 70s

There′s a lot of ways to lose
It′s the lottery with you
There's a lot of ways, it′s true
It's the lottery with you

Made another enemy-lover
Made another enemy-lover, never would′ve thought it'd be you
Made another enemy-lover
Made another enemy-lover, never would′ve thought it'd be you

Made another enemy-lover
Made another enemy-lover, never would've thought it′d be you
Made another enemy-lover
Made another enemy-lover, never would′ve thought it'd be you


There′s a lot of ways to lose
It's the lottery with you
There′s a lot of ways, it's true
It′s the lottery with you