Liz Phair - Dogs Of L.a. lyrics

The canyon air is like a breath of fresh l.a. I was a star trek crew member, with my beatle boots and my super-8 And i raced you to the top, the camera gets a stuttered shot Of me approaching a painted shrine I kissed the buddah and made him cry I kissed the buddah and made him cry Georgie, i'm your friend And the sh**-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of l.a. They hold the place like the mafia, and say, "run me around again." The sawed-off tree trunks stand among the living palms You were beaming as i focused in, and i panned along And i raced you to the top, kicking snakes up from dusty rocks Young abe vigoda plays frankenstein I kissed the buddah and made him cry I kissed the buddah and made him cry Georgie, i'm your friend And the sh**-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of l.a. They hold the place like the mafia, and say, "run me around again, I wanna go again." The sh**-brown reservoir is a testament to the dogs of l.a. They hold the place like the mafia, and say, "run me around again."