Westside Songtext
von Alex Isley

Couple hundred dollars left to your name
Monday to Sunday, hey, it all looks the same
Trouble wanna hang and play the long game
Where can you lay your head safe?
Baby, what′s your first mind telling you?
Go back to what you know or start something new
Where can you really, really be you, you?
Essentially a better one too

Nowhere but the Westside
Only thing left that can go right
One stop short of paradise
Nowhere but the Westside


No street babe, nothing gold
Just borrow and put down what you're not meant to hold
Ten and two eyes on the road
Won′t get there if you let go

Nowhere but the Westside
Only thing left that can go right
One stop short of paradise
Nowhere but the Westside

Worth the trip, yeah, it might take some time
But the light is green now, take it as a sign
And keep your heart close to you, it's all in your mind, oh

Nowhere but the Westside
Only thing left that can go right
One stop short of paradise
Nowhere but the Westside


(Nowhere, nowhere)
Nowhere but the Westside
Nowhere, oh, oh, nowhere
Oh, Westside
Yeah