Robert Grenier - Streets of L.A. lyrics

Sheila was a model Yeah she's real good lookin' Deep on the scene She knew what was cookin' She wanted it big She tried as hard as she could She packed her bags for west hollywood I met her at a bus stop And I paid her fare We sat real close And she played with my hair I brought her home And I took her to bed And later that night She turned and she said I'd rather be lying dead on the streets of l.a. Than have to go back to my hometown x2 Gina was a poet Yeah her head's on right She flew to l.a. In the middle of the night She was real fine Yeah she had the look But no one would stop To read her book Met her on the subway Yeah we talked for awhile I liked her words And I liked her style We went to bar The place was dead We had a few drinks And that's when she said I'd rather be lying dead on the streets of l.a. Than have to go back to my hometown x2