65°, it's a perfect night on Sunset
To meet some people I'll soon forget
We're all movie stars in our own heads
And the rest are just flies on the wall

It's a rat race of pretty faces out to be seen
Half gold-diggers the other half they got magic beans
Everybody's chasing tail instead of chasing dreams
And they wonder why they're stalled

There's so many long legs lost in LA
The city of silicone and better days
She's a fantasy girl till she opens her mouth
And boredom trickles out

Can't take no more, slip next door to the Argyle
Grab a scotch rocks and sip on it for a little while
Bartender pours one more says this one's free
Compliments of the girl in the booth seat

Slow down, breathe out and focus on the prey
No need to think about what you're gonna say
This is going down the old-fashioned way
Just make sure she's the first to look away

You're saying it all with what you don't say
When you're holding the goose with the golden eggs
Little white dress about thigh high
You can run but you can't hide
Eyeshadow glowin in the low lights
That's why the giant hunts at night
FEE FI FO FUM
That pretty little bow needs to come undone
FEE FI FO FUM
I hope you're ready now cuz here I come
Here I Come

I say FEE FI FO FUM
I like the eyeliner overdone
I like way your lips part like a smoking gun
I like the smell of an Englishwoman
So here I come
FEE FI FO FUM
And for tonight you're the only one
Your first instinct will be to try to run
So go ahead now it's half the fun
It's half the fun


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