Lyrics

Pull up the flamingoes Daddy won big at the bingo table Time to break out the pint of Black Label The lord works at mysterious ways Take down the velvets Of Jesus and Elvis I see a happy ending Somewhere on road to Vegas The wheel of fortune is turning And there's no turning back Let's get while no one's looking Saddle up the Cadillac We burn our bridges out in California We never got a star in Hollywood So here we are living right next door To you there goes the neighborhood Pulling in to paradise With Hula Dolls and Dashboard Dices With the barbecue on the future looks bright The Lord works at mysterious ways Come on like a blind date All teeth and handshakes If all else fails we'll put the peddle to the metal And follow empties on the highway like Hansel and Gretel The wheel of fortune is turning We'll all be kicking back Let's get while the Getting's Golden Find another sugar shack We burn our bridges out in California We never got a star in Hollywood So here we are living right next door To you there goes the neighborhood There goes the neighborhood The wheel of fortune is turning We'll all be kicking back Let's get while the Getting's Golden Find another sugar shack We burn our bridges out in California We never got a star in Hollywood So here we are living right next door To you there goes the neighborhood There goes the neighborhood We burn our bridges out in California We never got a star in Hollywood So here we are living right next door To you there goes the neighborhood There goes the neighborhood
Writer(s): Andre Pessis, Eric Martin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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