OH L.A.
PHOEBE SNOW
I don't want to be alone this fall.
If I stay here where it's cold, like a beggar not a chooser
I won't want to be alone at all.
Let's hear it, my friends, I survived.
Winter's gone, but I'm alive.
I thought I had fun, but I had none. I can't go home any more.
Oh, L. A., etc.
I got involved with a man. He let me down, I'm hurt again.
You know this happened twice before. And I can't go home anymore.
Oh, L. A., etc.