Wilshire Drive Songtext
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Wilshire Drive Songtext
Well I′ve been stealing soap and towels from the Grand Hotel
Drinkin' my water from a rich man′s well
I don't feel like I gotta justify
Take whatever I need
Back to the wall I've been livin′
Straight from the hand′s of greed
Yeah I've been living like a weed up in a flower bed
And I′m sayin' "Don′t let all that attention go to your head"
I don't need no sweet aroma
I can feel the grace of rain-----not sure
Mmm and when those lovers come to pick you
′bet you wish you looked a little more plain
Yeah theres a time for sprayin and a time for fall
And a time for me to get away from it all
So limousine driver, tell me why don't you cut me a ride-----not sure
And take me out of this city, far away from Wilshire Drive
And here that mom-ma I'll be those designer shoes makes it hard to walk
And I fell in love with the way these sweet L.A. ladies talk
Now doll ya′ll look alike
Take off that million dollar dress
Yeah and they may be diamonds you′re wearing
But underneath it all still looks the best
Yeah well I've been stealing soap and towels from the Grand Hotel
And drinkin′ my water from a rich man's well
But I don′t feel like I gotta justify
I'll take whatever I need
Back to the hole I′ve been livin'
Straight from the hands of greed
Back to the hole I've been livin′
Straight from the hands of greed
Drinkin' my water from a rich man′s well
I don't feel like I gotta justify
Take whatever I need
Back to the wall I've been livin′
Straight from the hand′s of greed
Yeah I've been living like a weed up in a flower bed
And I′m sayin' "Don′t let all that attention go to your head"
I don't need no sweet aroma
I can feel the grace of rain-----not sure
Mmm and when those lovers come to pick you
′bet you wish you looked a little more plain
Yeah theres a time for sprayin and a time for fall
And a time for me to get away from it all
So limousine driver, tell me why don't you cut me a ride-----not sure
And take me out of this city, far away from Wilshire Drive
And here that mom-ma I'll be those designer shoes makes it hard to walk
And I fell in love with the way these sweet L.A. ladies talk
Now doll ya′ll look alike
Take off that million dollar dress
Yeah and they may be diamonds you′re wearing
But underneath it all still looks the best
Yeah well I've been stealing soap and towels from the Grand Hotel
And drinkin′ my water from a rich man's well
But I don′t feel like I gotta justify
I'll take whatever I need
Back to the hole I′ve been livin'
Straight from the hands of greed
Back to the hole I've been livin′
Straight from the hands of greed
Writer(s): Kyle Mangini Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com