I Love L.A.

Hate New York City

It's cold and it's damp

And all the people dressed like monkeys

Let's leave Chicago to the Eskimos

That town's a little bit too rugged

For you and me, you bad girl

Rollin' down the Imperial Highway

A big nasty redhead at my side

Santa Ana winds blowin' hot from the north

And we were born to ride

Roll down the window

Put down the top

Crank up the Beach Boys, baby

Don't let the music stop

We're gonna ride it till we

Just can't ride it no more

From the South Bay to the Valley

From the West Side to the East Side

Everybody very happy

'Cause the sun is shinin' all the time

Looks like another perfect day

I love L.A.

We love it

I love L.A.

We love it

We love it

Look at that mountain

Look at those trees

Look at that bum over there, man, he's down on his knees

Look at these women

Ain't nothin' like 'em nowhere

Century Boulevard

We love it

Victory Boulevard

We love it

Santa Monica Boulevard

We love it

Sixth Street

We love it, we love it

We love L.A.

I love L.A.

We love it

I love L.A.

We love it

I love L.A.

We love it