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I've got a love and hate relationship with LA Off the plane, paint my face in the car, park my heart at the valet I watch the sun sink down over Santa Monica Boulevard When I'm lonely and I'm missin' home But other times, I feel like my blood is runnin' Cali I've got some famous friends that I could call But I don't know if I'm cool enough And what's worse than spendin' time alone Is one of them not pickin' up It's hard to grow and time to go But some days I wanna stay I've got a love and hate relationship with LA (You got a love and hate relationship with LA) I wonder if I'll get invited to the party (I wonder if I'll get invited to the party) Yeah, and if I do, will I go? If I go, will I know somebody? (Will I know somebody?) I'm on my third glass of wine tryin' to find conversation in a room with bigger names But other days, I'm lookin' out for real estate Confetti's fallin', friends are callin', saw me on the TV But if I let down my hair in the ocean air Will Tennessee be mad at me? Yeah, I know it ain't a one-way road But sometimes, it feels that way I've got a love and hate relationship with LA (I've got a love and hate relationship with LA) Yeah, ooh, ooh Yeah, ooh, ooh And sometimes it feels like it's all real But nothin' here is as it seems I ask myself, "Does it feed my soul or my anxiety?" Carpet's red, ego's fed, but it's myself that I have to face I've got a love and hate relationship with LA (You got a love and hate relationship with LA) (Yeah, ooh) I've got a love and hate relationship with LA, LA (Yeah, ooh) I've got a love and hate relationship with LA, LA (Yeah, ooh) I've got a love and hate relationship with LA, LA (Yeah, ooh) I've got a love and hate relationship with LA, LA