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Red Hot Chili Peppers - Bella

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Bella


 She wants to live in L.A.

Come put your ask in my tray


Once upon a funky crime

We were standing in the line

And now we're walking Melrose down to Vine


I was asking her to live on my farm

And she was telling me "no, not today"

I was telling her to do no harm

And she was telling me she could not stay


She'd rather live in L.A.

Down in Marina del Rey


I love her, I need her

Can't stop until I feed her

I want her so badly

Hell no, my name ain't Bradley


I'd wash her and clean her

Please tell me, have you seen her?

Outlast her, drive past her

Margarita gonna be my master


Bella cries and that's alright

She's weeping on my shoulder again

Well, Bella lies and that's my type

I wish that I could hold her


Bella cries and that's alright

She's leaking on my shoulder again

Well, Bella lies and that's my type

I wish that I could hold


She wants to live in L.A.

Where every dog has her day


Flip flops in the toaster now

Scotch tape on this broken vow

And wow, it's time to live without my puppy's chow


I was asking her to live in the sticks

And she was telling me there is no way

The cheeky monkey was an a anarchist

And she was telling me she could not stay


She'd rather live in L.A.

Down in Marina del Rey


I love her, I need her

Can't stop until I feed her

I wand her so badly

Hell no, my name ain't Bradley


I'd wash her and clean her

Please tell me, have you seen her?

Outlast her, drive past her

Margarita gonna be my master


Bella cries and that's alright

She's weeping on my shoulder again

Well, Bella lies and that's my type

I wish that I could hold her


Bella cries and that's alright

She's leaking on my shoulder again

Well, Bella lies and that's my type

I wish that I could hold


Out on the country road I sold my 40

This comeback episode, hold on shorty

Yes, Frank Sinatra knows the summer wind will blow

And skinny mornings drop below


Sold my 40 to Northern Jordie

I'll tell you when I move to hell and then I'll prove

The violin said "oh woah, woah"

And now the moment, the one we notice


Bella cries and that's alright

She's weeping on my shoulder again

Well, Bella lies and that's my type

I wish that I could hold her


Bella cries and that's alright

She's leaking on my shoulder again

Well, Bella lies and that's my type

I wish that I could hold Bella


Leaking on my shoulder again, that's Bella

Bella

Now, Bella

Leaking on my shoulder again, well Bella

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