[Intro]
Gm7  A7   A7+9   A7
(2x)
 
 
[Verse 1]
Gm7                    A7    A7+9    A7
 She wants to live in LA
Gm7                    A7       A7+9    A7
 Come put your ash in my tray
Gm7                 A7
Once upon a funky crime
             A7+9     A7  Gm7
We were standing in the  line
                           A7           A7+9    A7
And now, we're walking Melrose down to Vine
Gm7                              A7
 I was asking her to live on my farm
                               A7+9   A7
And she was telling me no not today
Gm7                          A7
 I was telling her to do no harm
                            A7+9           A7
And she was telling me she could not stay
Gm7                    A7    A7+9    A7
 She'd rather live in LA
Gm7              A7      A7+9    A7
 Down in Marina Del Rey
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Eb          Bb/D
 I love her, I need her
F              Gm
 Can't stop until I feed her
Eb         Bb/D
 I want her so badly
C7
 Hell no my name ain't Bradley
Eb           Bb/D
 I'd wash her and clean her
F                 Gm
 Please tell me, have you seen her?
Eb           Bb/D
 Outlast her, drive past her
C7
Margarita gonna be my master
 
 
[Chorus]
Eb                      Bb
 Bella cries and that's alright, she's
F                Gm
 Weeping on my shoulder again, well
Eb                      Bb
 Bella lies and that's my type, I
F                   Gm
 Wish that I could hold her
Eb                      Bb
 Bella cries and that's alright, she's
F                Gm
 Leaking on my shoulder again, well
Eb                      Bb
 Bella lies and that's my type, I
C7                       D7
 Wish that I could hold
 
 
[Verse 2]
Gm7                    A7    A7+9    A7
 She wants to live in LA
Gm7                       A7    A7+9    A7
 Where every dog has her day
Gm7                         A7
 Flip flops in the toaster now
                 A7+9   A7
Scotch tape on this broken vow
Gm7                     A7              A7+9     A7
 And wow, it's time to live without my puppy's chow
Gm7                                A7
 I was asking her to live in the sticks
                                 A7+9    A7
And she was telling me there is no way
Gm7                             A7
 The cheeky monkey was an anarchist
                            A7+9           A7
And she was telling me she could not stay
Gm7                    A7    A7+9    A7
 She'd rather live in LA
Gm7              A7      A7+9    A7
 Down in Marina Del Rey
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Eb          Bb/D
 I love her, I need her
F              Gm
 Can't stop until I feed her
Eb         Bb/D
 I want her so badly
C7
 Hell no my name ain't Bradley
 
 
[Chorus]
Eb                      Bb
 Bella cries and that's alright, she's
F                Gm
 Weeping on my shoulder again, well
Eb                      Bb
 Bella lies and that's my type, I
F                   Gm
 Wish that I could hold her
Eb                      Bb
 Bella cries and that's alright, she's
F                Gm
 Leaking on my shoulder again, well
Eb                      Bb
 Bella lies and that's my type, I
C7                       D7
 Wish that I could hold her
 
 
[Bridge]
Eb                                Bb   F     C
 Out on the country road, I sold my   for---ty
Eb                           Bb   F    C
 This comeback episode, hold on shor--ty
Eb
 Yes, Frank Sinatra knows
Bb
 The summer wind will blow
C7                               Eb
 And skinny mornings drop below
      Bb   F     C    Eb
Sold my   for---ty
        Bb   F    C
To Northern Jor--die
Eb
 I'll tell you when I move
Bb
 To hell and then I'll prove
C7
 The violin said, oh, woah, woah
D7
 And now the moment
Eb           F
 The one we notice
 
 
[Break]
Eb      Bb      F   Gm
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Eb      Bb      F7
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
 
 
[Chorus]
Eb                      Bb
 Bella cries and that's alright, she's
F                Gm
 Weeping on my shoulder again, well
Eb                      Bb
 Bella lies and that's my type, I
F                   Gm
 Wish that I could hold her
Eb                      Bb
 Bella cries and that's alright, she's
F                Gm
 Leaking on my shoulder again, well
Eb                      Bb
 Bella lies and that's my type, I
C7
 Wish that I could hold
 
 
[Outro]
 Eb    Bb
Bella
F                Gm                  Eb     Bb
 Leaking on my shoulder again, that Bella
F             Gm               Eb     Bb
 Baby girl is on my team now, Bella
F                Gm                   Eb     Bb    C
 Weeping on my shoulder again, well, Bella
              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 walking Melrose down to Vine

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 LA
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 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 asking her to live in the sticks
And she was telling me there is no way
The cheeky monkey was an anarchist
And she was telling me she could not stay

She'd rather live in LA
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 40
This comeback episode, hold on shorty
Yes, Frank Sinatra knows
The summer wind will blow
And skinny mornings drop below

Sold my 40
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

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 Bella
Baby girl is on my team now, Bella
Weeping on my shoulder again, well, Bella              
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