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103 - The Kills
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103 The Kills

103 - The Kills
[Verse 1]
Last days in LA save me baby
From strange times
You catch me cooking in the kitchen, looking
Into the fire
Lover brother baker burning at the stake-er
Stick with me
Under the last palm tree
And sip a little water from the dirty fountain meant to be
The sum of it all

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, oh, oh
Keep me on the tip of your tongue
Oh, oh
It's 1-0-3 in the sun

[Chorus]
You don't know what you got
Or what you want when LA's hot
It seems to make you so damn low
You don't know what you want
Or how to stop when LA's not
What you seen in me before
But I, I blame it on the sun
Yeah I, I blame it on the sun
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