Uploaded November 2022 | Updated September 2026, 2 hours ago

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Official!

Additional musicians:
Saxophone – Josh Johnson
Trombone – Vikram Devasthali
Trumpet – Nathaniel Walcott


Lyrics:
She wants to live in L.A.
Come put your ask 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 L.A.
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 L.A.
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 a anarchist
And she was telling me she could not stay

She'd rather live in L.A.
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 forty
This comeback episode, hold on shorty
Yes, Frank Sinatra knows the summer wind will blow
And skinny mornings drop below

Sold my forty to Northern Jordie
I'll tell you when I move to hell and then I'll prove
The violin said "oh woah, woah"
And now we're falling, the one we noted

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

Leaking on my shoulder again, that's Bella
Bella girl, along my team now, Bella
Leaking on my shoulder again, well Bella