Desperadoes Under The Eaves Lyrics
I was staring in my empty coffee cup
I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't lyin'
And all the salty margaritas in L.A.
I'm gonna drink 'em up
And if California slides into the ocean
Like the mystics and statistics say it will
I predict this motel will be standing until I pay my bill
Don't the sun look angry through the trees
Don't the trees look like crucified thieves
Don't you feel like Desperados under the eaves
Heaven help the one who leaves
Still waking up in the mornings with shaking hands
And I'm trying to find a boy who understands me
But except in dreams you're never really free
Don't the sun look angry at me
I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
I was listening to the air conditioner hum
It went mmmmmm...
Look away down Gower Avenue, look away...
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Songwriter(s): Warren Zevon
Record Label(s): 2013 Pennywell Productions, Inc Under Exclusive license to Universal Music International B V
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