Lyrics of Los angelenos

Therapy sessions since the age of seven - a familiar dysfunction. only 21 going on 11, when his loving arms became a truncheon. well she can act cute or she can act coy - the tantrums turn up uninvited; she's playing with needles 'cos she's bored of her toys - oh it's so hard to get excited.
Misunderstood and overfed on mummy's pills and daddy's bread - los angelenos from hell, you're doing very well.
A telephone voice that keeps us all sweet, but there's always a call that's waiting. she's pulling faces across the room as she speaks, as if it's all so irritating.
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Bubblegum for brains, she's getting silicone chest pains - she don't look quite so young after all that holidaying in the sun.
You just need an agent to make you a star - you know that the awards are waiting. behind tinted windows of american cars, you'll make interesting conversation.