She wants to live in LA Come put your ash in my tray Once upon a funky crime We were standing in the line And now, we're walking Melrose down to Vine Well, I was asking her to live on my farm And she was telling me, "No, not today" I was telling her to do no harm And she was telling me she could not stay She'd rather live in LA Down in Marina Del Rey I love her, I need her Can't stop until I feed her I want her so badly Hell no, my name ain't Bradley I'd wash her and clean her Please tell me, have you seen her? Outlast her, drive past her Margarita gonna be my master Bella cries and that's alright She's weeping on my shoulder again Well, Bella lies and that's my type I wish that I could hold her Bella cries and that's alright She's leaking on my shoulder again Well, Bella lies and that's my type I wish that I could hold She wants to live in LA Where every dog has her day Flip flops in the toaster now Scotch tape on this broken vow And wow, it's time to live without my puppy's chow I was asking her to live in the sticks And she was telling me, "There is no way" The cheeky monkey was an anarchist And she was telling me she could not stay She'd rather live in LA Down in Marina Del Rey I love her, I need her Can't stop until I feed her I want her so badly Hell no, my name ain't Bradley Bella cries and that's alright She's weeping on my shoulder again Well, Bella lies and that's my type I wish that I could hold her Bella cries and that's alright She's leaking on my shoulder again Well, Bella lies and that's my type I wish that I could hold her Out on the country road, I sold my 40 This comeback episode, hold on shorty Yes, Frank Sinatra knows the summer wind will blow And skinny mornings drop below Sold my 40 To Northern Jordie I'll tell you when I move To hell and then I'll prove The bottle innocent Oh, whoa, whoa And now the fun is No one will notice Bella cries and that's alright She's weeping on my shoulder again Well, Bella lies and that's my type I wish that I could hold her Bella cries and that's alright She's leaking on my shoulder again Well, Bella lies and that's my type I wish that I could hold Bella Leakin' on my shoulder again That's Bella Bella, girl, alone I sing My Bella Weepin' on my shoulder again Well, Bella
Es un súper tema! Esos peppers regresaron con todo, que bien se siente ser fan de los peppers en estos tiempos! 😍✳️😎
de las mejores del album
Que temaso ptmr deben tocarlo siempre en vivo.
Que temazo señiores, en definitiva de los mejores de ROTDC
Joder, como quisiera tener a alguien acostado a mi lado para escuchar estas canciones juntos :')
que gran traducción, gracias amigo ;)
De nada broo
Es mi segunda favorita del album 😎🤙
Joder espero con ganas que traduzcas Bag of grins
Que temazo!! 🤩🤩🤩
espero q subas yaa carry me home ;)
Ya sube la de Carry Me Home
DE LAS MEJORES DEL ALBUM *O*
Sube fake as f@ck y drummer porfa
Podrías traducir búnker Hill del lado b
Muchas gracias bro, te lo pedí por ig y si cumpliste, muchas gracias 🥰
muy bueno
in the snow?
She wants to live in LA
Come put your ash in my tray
Once upon a funky crime
We were standing in the line
And now, we're walking Melrose down to Vine
Well, I was asking her to live on my farm
And she was telling me, "No, not today"
I was telling her to do no harm
And she was telling me she could not stay
She'd rather live in LA
Down in Marina Del Rey
I love her, I need her
Can't stop until I feed her
I want her so badly
Hell no, my name ain't Bradley
I'd wash her and clean her
Please tell me, have you seen her?
Outlast her, drive past her
Margarita gonna be my master
Bella cries and that's alright
She's weeping on my shoulder again
Well, Bella lies and that's my type
I wish that I could hold her
Bella cries and that's alright
She's leaking on my shoulder again
Well, Bella lies and that's my type
I wish that I could hold
She wants to live in LA
Where every dog has her day
Flip flops in the toaster now
Scotch tape on this broken vow
And wow, it's time to live without my puppy's chow
I was asking her to live in the sticks
And she was telling me, "There is no way"
The cheeky monkey was an anarchist
And she was telling me she could not stay
She'd rather live in LA
Down in Marina Del Rey
I love her, I need her
Can't stop until I feed her
I want her so badly
Hell no, my name ain't Bradley
Bella cries and that's alright
She's weeping on my shoulder again
Well, Bella lies and that's my type
I wish that I could hold her
Bella cries and that's alright
She's leaking on my shoulder again
Well, Bella lies and that's my type
I wish that I could hold her
Out on the country road, I sold my 40
This comeback episode, hold on shorty
Yes, Frank Sinatra knows the summer wind will blow
And skinny mornings drop below
Sold my 40
To Northern Jordie
I'll tell you when I move
To hell and then I'll prove
The bottle innocent
Oh, whoa, whoa
And now the fun is
No one will notice
Bella cries and that's alright
She's weeping on my shoulder again
Well, Bella lies and that's my type
I wish that I could hold her
Bella cries and that's alright
She's leaking on my shoulder again
Well, Bella lies and that's my type
I wish that I could hold Bella
Leakin' on my shoulder again
That's Bella
Bella, girl, alone I sing
My Bella
Weepin' on my shoulder again
Well, Bella
Otra canción de sad love 👌
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