Los Angeles

Well I like shade under pine trees, she prefers the breeze rising off of the sea I'd rather be somewhere up north and you'll find her on the corner of main and fourth You can try to cage me in There's one place I'll never live I hate Los Angeles with all my heart The city of Angels is hiding demons in the dark And I got plenty of reasons To never be leavin' For Los Angeles my sweetheart So many people trying to make you believe that who they are is better than you and me I'll never be happy When it's seventy-five but everyone's too cold to look me in the eye They'll say they're never fake Then lie straight to you face I hate Los Angeles with all my heart The city of Angels is hiding demons in the dark And I got plenty of reasons To never be leavin' For Los Angeles my sweetheart I think about home where I'm known and I'll always hear the truth And it's a slow pace not a race and friends walkin it with you I think of long summer days and cheap Cabernets sharing it all with you