Bella

[Verse 1]

She wants to live in LA

Come put your ash in my tray

Once upon a funky crime

We were standing in the line

And now we're walkin' Melrose down to Vine

Well, I was askin' her to live on my farm

And she was tellin' me "No, not today"

I was tellin' her to do no harm

And she was tellin' me she could not stay

She'd rather live in LA

Down in Marina del Rey

[Pre-Chorus]

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 hеr

Please tell mе, have you seen her?

Outlast her, drive past her

Margarita gonna be my master

[Chorus]

Bella cries and that's alright, she's

Weepin' 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

Leakin' on my shoulder again, well

Bella lies and that's my type, I

Wish that I could hold

[Verse 2]

She wants to live in LA

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 askin' her to live in the sticks

And she was tellin' me there is no way

The cheeky monkey was an anarchist

And she was tellin' me she could not stay

She'd rather live in LA

Down in Marina del Rey

[Pre-Chorus]

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

[Chorus]

Bella cries and that's alright, she's

Weepin' 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

Leakin' on my shoulder again, well

Bella lies and that's my type, I

Wish that I could hold…her

[Bridge]

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 the moment, the one we notice

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah, ah

[Chorus]

Bella cries and that's alright, she's

Weepin' 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

Leakin' on my shoulder again, well

Bella lies and that's my type, I

Wish that I could hold…Bella

[Outro]

Leakin' on my shoulder again, that's Bella

Bella, girl, is on my team now, Bella

Leakin' on my shoulder again, well, Bella