Lyrics

LA disease, lord what a tease You know the city's my friend Down the line baby all the time Oh I'm falling back again Some are late, some hesitate You know it makes me pretend Fall in line, wasting all my time Now I'm on the run again You want it, you got it baby Lord I gotta get out here Hey all you fools, have you heard the news Your time has come to an end Let them all the time, pass it down the line Forty days of suffering Four on the floor, honey give me more Don't you know that good things end Ask me pretty please, girl get on your knees Then we'll bring it up again