Desperados Under the Eaves
Warren Zevon

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I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel
I was staring in my empty coffee cup,
I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't lyin',
All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles,  I'm gonna drink 'em up

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And if California slides into the ocean,
Like the mystics and statistics say it will,
I predict this Motel will be standing, until I pay my bill.
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But don't the sun look angry through the trees,
Don't the trees look like crucified thieves,
Don't you feel like desperados under the eaves,
Heaven help the one who leaves.

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Still waking up in the morning with shaking hands,
And I'm trying to find a girl who understands me,
But except in dreams you're never really free,
Don't the sun look angry at me.

I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel,
I was listening to the air conditioner hum,  It went,

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Ummm (X4)
Look away down, Gower avenue, look away. (Repeat to Fade)