Ian Moore - Angelyne

On her knees shes divine Another angel you tripped but she dont seem to mind The life in her eyes they let you down And she fell to the floor without making a sound And look to the bed where she lay And raise a glass to your ardor today Cause beauty and love youve never known So you laid her down at the Chateau Marmont Angelyne, Angelyne Well now youll never know all the troubles Ive seen So mercy she runs from your eyes Theyre blue but so cold that she can't sympathize And suffer the bastards who paid With their quiet indiscretions and promises made CHORUS On your knees youre divine Oh well angel you tripped but you don't seem to mind The life that we made let you down And you fell to the floor without making a sound