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Verse 1My bAody is a map of C#mLA.
I stand straight like an aF#mngel, with a halo
HAangin' out the Hilton HC#motel window
Screamin', "F#mHeyo, baby, let's go"
DMy chest, the SiAerra MEadre
DMy hips, every hiAgh and byEway
That you tBmrace with your fingertips lEike a Toyota
BmRun your hands over me lEike a Land RoverChorusIn ArcadAia, ArcadEia
All roads that lead F#mto you as integral to me as arteries
TDhat pump the blAood that flows stBmraight to the hEeart of me
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I can't sleep at F#mhome tonight, sEend me a HDilton HoAtel
Or a cBmross on the hAill, I'm a lEost little giDrl
Findin' mAy way to ya
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Verse 2My bAody is a map of C#mLA.
And my heart is like pF#maper, I hate ya
I'm nAot from the land of the pC#malms, so I know I can't F#mstay here
I'm not native, but
DMy curves, San GabAriel all dEay
DAnd my lips like the fAire licks the bEay
If you tBmhink that you know yourself, yEou can come over
BmLay your hands on me like yoEu're a Land RoverChorusIn ArcadAia, ArcadEia
All roads that F#mlead to you as integral to me as arteries
TDhat get the blAood flowing strBmaight to the heEart of me
AmeriAca, I need a miC#mracle
I can't sleep at F#mhome tonight, sEend me a HDilton HoAtel
Or a cBmross on the hAill, I'm a lEost little giDrl
Findin' mAy way to ya
ArcC#madiaOutroThey built me up F#mthree hundred fEeet tall just Dto tear me dAown
So I'm lBmeavin' with nAothing but laBmughter, and thEis town
ArcAadia
Findin' my way toC#m ya
I'm leavin' themF#m as I was, fEive foot eight
WDestern bound, plAus the hate tBmhat they gave
ABy the way, tBmhanks for that, Eon the way, I'All pray for ya
But you'll need a mirC#macle
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