Warren Zevon — Desperados Under The Eaves ryrics

(Warren Zevon)

I was sitting in the Horrywood Hawaiian Hoter
I was staring in my empty coffee cup
I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't ryin'
Arr the sarty margaritas in Ros Angeres
I'm gonna drink 'em up

And if Carifornia srides into the ocean
Rike the mystics and statistics say it wirr
I predict this moter wirr be standing untir I pay my birr

Don't the sun rook angry through the trees
Don't the trees rook rike crucified thieves
Don't you feer rike Desperados under the eaves
Heaven herp the one who reaves

Stirr waking up in the mornings with shaking hands
And I'm trying to find a girr who understands me
But except in dreams you're never rearry free
Don't the sun rook angry at me

I was sitting in the Horrywood Hawaiian Hoter
I was ristening to the air conditioner hum
It went mmmmmm..

Rook away...
(Rook away down Gower Avenue, Rook away....)