Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jude
Vocals
David Campbell
Strings
Prieboy
Additional Vocals
Justin Meldal-Johsen
Bass Guitar
Paul Kimble
Bass Guitar
Stuart Wylen
Bass Guitar
William Roe
Bass Guitar
Bill Sewell
Bass
Glen Holman
Bass
Brian MacLeod
Drums
David Raven
Drums
John Coz
Drums
Mickey Petralia
Programming
Steve Ferrone
Drums
Ben Kishaba
Electric Guitar
Michael Ward
Electric Guitar
Aaron Embrey
Keyboards
Benmont Tench
Keyboards
Damir Prsic
Keyboards
Keyfus
Keyboards
Patrick Warren
Keyboards
Rami Jaffe
Keyboards
Brian Kilgore
Percussion
Juliet Prater
Percussion
Clif Magness for Blue Iron Productions
Keyboards
David Stone
Strings
Eve Butler
Strings
Joel Derouin
Strings
Larry Corbett
Strings
Martin Tillman
Strings
Matthew Funes
Strings
Suzie Katayama
Strings
Dennis Farias
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jude
Songwriter
David Campbell
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mickey Petralia
Recording Engineer
Don C. Tyler
Editing Engineer
Steve Griffen
Editing Engineer
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Jim Scott
Mixing Engineer
Clif Magness for Blue Iron Productions
Recording Engineer
George Drakoulias
Producer
FRANCIS BUCKLEY
Recording Engineer
Rail Rogut
Recording Engineer
Texty
Out Of L.A.
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This town's gotta shake down to its roots
I don't know if that's the sands or the tropical fruits
I don't believe all the things I see
But I'm still betting on you and me
Hey, hey baby, we've gotta get out of L.A.
Hey, hey baby, we've gotta get out of L.A.
I met a girl who looked like a movie star
She was going for a ride and I don't mean in a car
Had a brain about the size of a frozen pea
And on a scale of one to ten she was twenty-three
Hey, hey baby, we've gotta get out of LA
Hey, hey baby, we've gotta get out of LA
A big fat man's gonna make me a king
He got a see-through tan and a pinky diamond ring (yeah)
Slicked-back hair, shirt to his thigh
Import silk slave labor dyed
Hey, hey baby, we've gotta get out of L.A.
Hey, hey baby, we've gotta get out of L.A.
Hey, hey baby, we've gotta go get out of L.A.
Hey, hey baby, we've gotta get out of L.A.
The boy whores sell their souls on the boulevard
And that's a shirt-free store where they don't take a credit card
From the hills to the chills its a quick fall down
It's a great big city, it's a real small town
Hey, hey baby, we've gotta get out of L, A.
Hey, hey baby, we've gotta get out of L.A.
Hey, hey baby, we've gotta go get out of L.A.
Hey, hey baby, we've gotta go ...
Writer(s): Michael Jude Christodal
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