Lyrics Desperadoes Under The Eaves - Madeleine Peyroux
[Originally
by
Warren
Zevon]
I
was
sitting
in
the
Hollywood
Hawaiian
Hotel
I
was
staring
in
my
empty
coffee
cup
I
was
thinking
that
the
gypsy
wasn't
lyin'
And
all
the
salty
margaritas
in
L.A.
I'm
gonna
drink
'em
up
And
if
California
slides
into
the
ocean
Like
the
mystics
and
statistics
say
it
will
I
predict
this
motel
will
be
standing
until
I
pay
my
bill
Don't
the
sun
look
angry
through
the
trees
Don't
the
trees
look
like
crucified
thieves
Don't
you
feel
like
Desperados
under
the
eaves
Heaven
help
the
one
who
leaves
Still
waking
up
in
the
mornings
with
shaking
hands
And
I'm
trying
to
find
a
boy
who
understands
me
But
except
in
dreams
you're
never
really
free
Don't
the
sun
look
angry
at
me
I
was
sitting
in
the
Hollywood
Hawaiian
Hotel
I
was
listening
to
the
air
conditioner
hum
It
went
mmmmmm.
Look
away
down
Gower
Avenue,
look
away...
Look
away
down
Gower
Avenue,
look
away...
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