Killers - Christmas In LA Lyrics
Woke up, the sun streaming in my roomWarm beach from palm December afternoonYou close your eyesAnother year blows bySomewhere in the windJust another lifeMy parents sent a Christmas card and then it’s trueWe understand you’re stayingAnd we’re proud of youThere’s a well-rehearsed disinterest in the atmosphereI don’t know if that’s what this time gave meOr if it lead me hereAnd I played so many partsI don’t know which one’s really meDon’t know if I can takeAnother Christmas in L.A.Another pitcher of SangriaIn an empty beach caf?Another Christmas in L.A.Hold me tighter CarmelitaI don’t know how long I can stayLeft a girl behind in my old man’s truckSometimes I wonder where she ended upMaybe she got married, had a couple of kidsWho do you think you’re fooling man?Of course she didI’m walking in that tennis barTry and talk with Harry BeanI don’t know if I can takeAnother Christmas in L.A.Another casting call on ThursdayFor a job that doesn’t payAnother Christmas in L.A.Another burnout in a tank topIt seems your basket is the caseA fat protagonist in flip flopsWith an extensive resumeFrom Echo Park to CatalinaDreaming of a white ChristmasThe one I used to knowTree tops glisten, children listenTo sleigh bells in the snowAnother Christmas in L.A
