I Love L.A.

New York City pulled and it's down and all the people just like monkeys

let's leave Chicago to the Eskimo that town just a little bit too rugged for

For you and me, bad girl

Rollin' down Imperial Highway

Big nasty redhead at my side

Sand and the winds blowin' hot from the north

We were born to ride

Roll down the window, quick down the top

Crank up the beat, boy, baby, don't let the music stop

We're gonna ride it too, just can't ride it no more.

From the south bay to the valley,

from the west side to the east side,

everybody's very happy,

'cause the sun is shining all the time,

it's like another perfect day.

I love L.A.

We love it!

I love L.A.

We love it!

Look at that mountain.

Look at those trees.

Look at that bum of an old man.

He's down on his knees.

Look at these women.

Ain't nothing like 'em nowhere.

Century Boulevard!

We love it!

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