America - Three Roses / Comin' Into Los Angeles lyrics

Sitting by the fireside with a book in your hand Two lazy dogs sittin' watchin' your man Three roses were bought with you in mind Three roses were bought with you in mind I gotta stop and see what I'm on about Stop and feel what I want I gotta Stop and see what I'm on about Stop and feel what I want with you Ah Walking through a wonderland, I got you by the hand Every move we made, just as if it were planned Three roses were bought with you in mind Three roses were bought with you in mind I gotta stop and see what I'm on about Stop and feel what I want I gotta Stop and see what I'm on about Stop and feel what I want with you Ah Coming in from london from over the pole Flying in a big airliner Chicken flying everywhere around the plane Could we ever feel much finer Coming into los angeles Bringing in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags if you please Mister customs man, man There's a guy with a ticket to mexico Could he ever look much stranger Walking in the hall with his things and all Smiling, said he was the lone ranger Coming into los angeles, Bringing in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags if you please Mister customs man, man Hip woman walking on a moving floor Tripping on the escalator There's a man in the line, and she's blowing his mind Thinking that he's already made her Coming into los angeles, Bringing in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags if you please Mister customs man, man Coming into los angeles, Bringing in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags if you please Mister customs man, man Coming into los angeles, Bringing in a couple of keys Don't touch my bags if you please Mister customs man, man