Los Angeles

She had to leave
 Los Angeles
 All her toys wore out in black and her boys had too
 She started to hate every nigger and Jew
 Every Mexican that gave her a lotta shit
 Every homosexual and the idle rich (idle rich)
 She had to get out, get out
 Get out, get out
 Get out, get out
 She gets confused
 Flying over the dateline
 Her hands turn red
 'Cause the days change at night
 Change in an instant
 The days change at night
 Change in an instant
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 She had to leave
 Los Angeles
 She found it hard to say goodbye to her own best friend
 She bought a Glock on Hollywood Boulevard the day she left
 It felt sad
 It felt sad
 It felt sad
 She had to get out, get out
 Get out, get out
 Get out, get out
 She gets confused
 Flying over the dateline
 Her hands turn red
 'Cause the days change at night
 Change in an instant
 The days change at night
 Change in an instant
 The days change at night
 Change in an instant