She had to leave
Los Angeles
All her toys wore out in black
And her boys had too
She started to hate every n******g and Jew
Every Mexican that gave her lotta sh**
Every h*mos**ual and the idle rich (Idle rich)
She had to get out (Get out)
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 to night
Change in an instant
The days change to night
Change in an instant
She had to leave
Los Angeles
She found it hard to say goodbye to her own best friend
She bought a clock on Hollywood Boulevard the day she left
Goodbye on the side
It felt sad
It felt sad
She had to get out (Get out)
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 to night
Change in an instant
The days change to night
Change in an instant
The days change to night
Change in an instant