Text/Music: Anthony Kiedis, Michael Peter Balzary (Flea), John Frusciante, Chad Smith

Looks to me like heaven sent no lullaby kid no 5%
Any way you want to cut that cake she's dyin' from the likes of abandonment
Lost in the valley without my horses
She needs somebody to hold

It looks to me like heaven sent this for your roughest night
She looks to me she looks to me all right
Who's going to take you home and hold you when things aren't so bright
She looks to me she looks to me all right

It's a long walk down those tracks it's a dirty walk in it's a dirty walk back
Gonna learn awe way too much shootin' dope in the back of a Cadillac jack
Slow down the road to my back forty
She needs somebody to hold

It looks to me like heaven sent this for your roughest night
She looks to me she looks to me all right
Who's going to take you home and hold you when things aren't so bright
She looks to me she looks to me all right

Down in the South Seas
Give me your mouth please
Resuscitation is the way I find these
I give you major
You give me minor
Don't fade away like an ocean liner now

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Lost in the valley without my horses
No one can tell me what my remorse is
God made this lady that stands before me
She needs somebody to hold

She shows the world up with a smile and then she throws the fight
She looks to me she looks to me all right
Down on the bathroom floor she's searching for another light
She looks to me she looks to me all right

It looks to me like heaven sent this for your roughest night
She looks to me she looks to me all right
Who's going to take you home and hold you when things aren't so bright
She looks to me she looks to me

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