It Won’t Ever Be the Same

1st Verse:

3 a.m. the last lay

She was a nice babe who could choose

The city started waking for day

And there again the same old news:

Bridge:

The body was found today

The last job done in vain

The pimp didn't know what to say

While the angel's blood ran away (into the rain)

Chorus:

Now it seems the night has taken L.A.'s wildest dream

So many freaks are crying for the most tempting queen

Trying to forget her name they're looking for who's up on the game

Some tart will take her part but it won't ever be the same

2nd Verse:

A few weird fantasies will be missing tonight

The city's gonna lose its head

It's much too late – no place to hide

He does it until they're dead