[Verse 1]
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My body is a map of LA
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I stand straight like an angel with a halo
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Hangin out the Hilton Hotel window
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Screamin, “Hey, you, baby, lets go”
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My chest, the Sierra Madre
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My hips, every high and byway
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That you trace with your fingertips like a Toyota
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Run your hands over me like a Land Rover
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[Chorus]
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In Arcadia, Arcadia
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All roads that lead to you as integral to me as arteries
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That pump the blood that flows straight to the heart of me
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America, America
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I cant sleep at home tonight, send me a Hilton Hotel
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Or a cross on the hill, Im a lost little girl
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Findin my way to you, Arcadia
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[Verse 2]
~#**************#~
My body is a map of LA
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And my heart is like paper, I hate you
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Im not from the land of the palms, so I know I cant stay here
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Im not native, but
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My curves, San Gabriel all day
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And my lips like the fire licks the bay
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If you think that you know yourself, you can come over
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Lay your hands on me like youre a Land Rover
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[Chorus]
~#**************#~
In Arcadia, Arcadia
~#**************#~
All roads that lead to you as integral to me as arteries
~#**************#~
That get the blood flowing straight to the heart of me
~#**************#~
America, I need a miracle
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I cant sleep at home tonight, send me a Hilton Hotel
~#**************#~
Or a cross on the hill, Im a lost little girl
~#**************#~
Findin my way to you, Arcadia
~#**************#~
[Outro]
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They built me up three-hundred feet tall just to tear me down
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So Im leavin with nothing but laughter and this town
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Arcadia
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Findin my way to you
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Im leavin them as I was, five-foot-eight, Western belt
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Plus the hate that they gave
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By the way, thanks for that, on the way, Ill pray for you
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But youll need a miracle, America
