Magic City Hippies – Enemies Lyrics

Fire on the west coast
Make a list of your enemies
Find a way to let go
Playing tricks on your memory, oh yeah
I love it when you get it with your gold on
When you get it, we can go all night
I love it when you get it with your gold on
Fire on the west coast, making love to your enemies too
There's a lot of ways to lose
It's the lottery with you
There's a lot of ways, it's true
It's the lottery with you
Fire on the west coast
Take a trip to the evergreen
Find a way to get home
Staying lost on I—70, playing hits from the 70s
There's a lot of ways to lose
It's the lottery with you
There's a lot of ways, it's true
It's the lottery with you
Made another enemy—lover
Made another enemy—lover, never would've thought it'd be you
Made another enemy—lover
Made another enemy—lover, never would've thought it'd be you
Made another enemy—lover
Made another enemy—lover, never would've thought it'd be you
Made another enemy—lover
Made another enemy—lover, never would've thought it'd be you
There's a lot of ways to lose
It's the lottery with you
There's a lot of ways, it's true
It's the lottery with you

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