"Desperados Under The Eaves" lyrics

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'
All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles
I'm gonna drink 'em up

And if California slides into the ocean
Like the mystics and statistics say it will
Oh I believe this motel will be standin' 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 wakin' up in the morning with shakin' hands
Tryin' to find a girl who understands me
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 mm, mm, mm, mm...

Look away (Look away) down Gower Avenue, look away
Look away (Look away) down Gower Avenue, look away
Look away down Gower Avenue, look away
Look away down Gower Avenue, look away