كلمات Letter to L.A.

You're afraid to lose your cover Afraid to bare your soul Like an Alfred Hitchcock lover Who slowly goes out of control Your love is like the city Only shines at night Your love has no pity Baby baby that's all right Your vanity is your castle You're like a neon sign And the poor lost souls in your shadows You forget, they are friends of mine. Your love is like the city Only shines at night Your love has no pity Baby baby that's all right Little Johnny Vain lost his head While you broke a young girls heart. And Cecil D. Demille once gave to you The 'Cast of Millions' part. Your love is like the city Only shines at night Your love has no pity Baby baby that's all right How many memories have you, honey, Swept beneath the bed? And how many roses have you, honey, Watered till they bled?